[sadnessinsolitude]

“Tell him how you feel. Don’t leave him to ‘figure it out’ because we all know that he will most likely not take the hint. Let him spill his heart out to you. Whether it’s good or bad, you will get some sort of closure. But if he still remembers your favorite color after 9 months apart, he’s probably still in love with you.”

— cp (via desertings)

[sadnessinsolitude]

“Travel does not exist without home….If we never return to the place we started, we would just be wandering, lost. Home is a reflecting surface, a place to measure our growth and enrich us after being infused with the outside world.”

— Josh Gates (via observando)

[sadnessinsolitude]

“You have moments where you think you’re over it and then you have others where you cry on the bathroom floor wondering why you weren’t good enough.”

— Late Night Thoughts #2  (via jessaintshit)

[sadnessinsolitude]

“Don’t fall in love with the boy’s who hold your hair back when you’ve drank too much, Or the ones who take your hand while you’re crying and pray circles into your palms. Maybe don’t kiss the boy’s who go for midnight walks with you and stay up till 5 am to help you with that final paper due at 8. Don’t go for the ones that know your worth even when you don’t, Even when you call them to pick you up because some fuck boy left you with only a few hickeys and no ride home. Please don’t pay attention to the boy’s who take your self hate and say “you really don’t see yourself the way others see you, do you?” Oh god. Just don’t fall in love with them. Please, just don’t. Because it’s the ones that kiss your eyelids and stretch marks that fuck you over. It’s the ones that tell you the truth that bring you to your knees. It’s the good ones that leave you curled up in a ball for months begging for the bleeding in your gut to stop. And it’s all because they’re the unforgettable ones. The boy’s who leave so many marks of love on you that no one can compare. God knows they’re it. Fuck. You are it.”

— wrecked-and-wasted (via im-sad-lets-have-sex)

[sadnessinsolitude]

“Don’t you ever shy away from something because you love it too much. I don’t care if it’s a person, or a passion, or a dream. We’re too afraid of our own hearts these days, too worried that we might wreck ourselves. But we were never born to hide from the things that could make us the happiest. So take the job, kiss the girl, pour your heart out. Make mistakes, big mistakes, and live so fully that you know what it feels like to be in pain. To be in love. To be anything at all.”

— (via yourhandwrittenletter)

[sadnessinsolitude]

“Sometimes pain doesn’t help you grow. Sometimes it just hurts.”

— (via the-perfect-read)

[books-n-quotes]

“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”

— Neil Gaiman, The Sandman

[remnant-thoughts]

“Lately, there’s been some sense of missing you. Not that I’ll do anything about it. Not that it matters, anymore. But there has been some sort of a craving for you. Or what you used to be, what we used to have. These nights grow lonely before they grow cold. Maybe that’s why I find myself seeking your warmth. I wish we kept contact. It’d be nice to know you’re alright.”

— “But I’m tired of thinking about you” remnant-thoughts

[s-unberry]

“I don’t need another temporary person. I want someone who, even when I am an unlovable mess, will look at me with love in their eyes and stay.”

— palestiniansunset  (via wnq-writers)

[amargedom]

“The real lover is the man who can thrill you by kissing your forehead or smiling into your eyes or just staring into space.”

— Marilyn Monroe (via amortizing)

[books-n-quotes]

“I knew that what was left of me would always love you, but never in quite the same way.”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned

[books-n-quotes]

“I’ve been taught that love is beautiful and kind, but it isn’t like that at all. It is beautiful, but it’s a terrible beauty, a ruthless one, and you fall—you fall, and the thing is you want to. You don’t care what’s coming, you just want who your heart beats for.”

— Elizabeth Scott, The Unwritten Rule

[amargedom]

“You can love someone so much…But you can never love people as much as you can miss them.”

— John Green (via minuty)

[s-unberry]

“I know what love is and I know how it feels to be in love. What I don’t know is what being loved feels like; to be loved by someone, and to know that they are scared to lose me, just like I am to lose them.”

— will i ever experience that?, a.n. (via wnq-writers)

[kushandwizdom]

“You are, at once, both the quiet and the confusion of my heart.”

— Franz Kafka

[s-unberry]

“God, I really fucking loved you, why wasn’t that enough?”

— @the-homie-sexual (via the-homie-sexual)

[poemswords]