More hopeless than romantic

Alyssa // 22 We have holes in our chests and battle scars on our knuckles but the light that shines through our eyes keep going. 

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

We were as close together as it is possible for two people to be.

Edna St. Vincent Millay, from The Collected Poems; “Tristan,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

[girlinthepark]

[grayskymorning]

Forest Bound

[relatablepoetryandquotes]

“The thinker without a paradox is like a lover without feeling.” - Søren Kierkegaard, Philosophical Fragments via

via @philosophybits

[relatablepoetryandquotes]

“One day, you heart will stop beating, and none of your fears will matter. What will matter is how you lived.” - Henri Junttila (via quotemadness)

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[wishmaker-2]

[beauteenth]

[watchoutforintellect]

So little of what one is threads itself through the eye of empty space. Never mind. The self is the least of it. Let our scars fall in love.

Galway Kinnell, from “Dear Stranger, Extant in Memory By The Blue Juniata” featured in The Book of Nightmares (via watchoutforintellect)

[florial]

[pastelotus]

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[melisica]

[relatablepoetryandquotes]

“Silence doesn’t always mean you have nothing to say. It may mean you realize that words aren’t always necessary.” - Hart Ramsey (via quotemadness)

via @quotemadness

[caribenhas]

[gabriellabowden]

“50,000 years ago, there are not even a million people on the planet. 10,000 years ago, there’s, like, two million people on the planet. Now there’s between five and six billion people on the planet, right? Now, if we all have our own, like, individual, unique soul, right, where do they all come from? You know, are modern souls only a fraction of the original souls? ‘Cause if they are, that represents a 5,000 to 1 split of each soul in the last 50,000 years, which is, like, a blip in the Earth’s time. You know, so at best we’re like these tiny fractions of people, you know, walking… I mean, is that why we’re so scattered? You know, is that why we’re all so specialized?”

Before Sunrise, 1995

[soracities]

In the deepest and most important matters, we are unspeakably alone; and many things must happen, many things must go right, a whole constellation of events must be fulfilled, for one human being to successfully advise or help another.

Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet (via soracities)

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