“One of the hardest things you will ever have to do my dear is grieve the loss of a person who is still alive.”
— My father’s advice #1 (via northern-proper)

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“One of the hardest things you will ever have to do my dear is grieve the loss of a person who is still alive.”
— My father’s advice #1 (via northern-proper)
You never, ever, ever, get over some things. And time doesn’t heal them. You just learn to manage them. But they’re always there.
wordsbyt (via wnq-writers)
If you’re a teen, you will love this blog!
Stop thinking about everything so much, you’re breaking your own heart.
Someone can be madly in love with you and still not be ready. They can love you in a way you have never been loved and still not join you on the bridge. And whatever their reasons you must leave. Because you never ever have to inspire anyone to meet you on the bridge. You never ever have to convince someone to do the work to be ready. There is more extraordinary love, more love that you have never seen, out here in this wide and wild universe. And there is the love that will be ready.
Nayyirah Waheed (via thelovejournals)
Free him. (photo by feldeghast)
apologize to your body. maybe, that’s where the healing begins.
Nayyirah Waheed, “Starting” (via wnq-anonymous)