some words

19 // sagittarius sun & rising // INFP // ADD // queer

[thelovejournals]

When someone won’t let you in, eventually you stop knocking. Know what I mean?

Ransom Riggs, Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children (via wordsnquotes)

[wnq-writers]

“Everyone you meet, Is a star in the sky. Until one of them, Becomes the sun.”

ourwreckedwonderland  (via wnq-writers)

[wordsnquotes]

…I’ve had a bad week. What’s happened? Nothing’s happened. I’ve had a bad week in my head, is all.

Nick Hornby, High Fidelity (via wordsnquotes)

[wordsnquotes]

The saddest thing that can happen to a person is to find out their memories are lies.

Juan Gabriel Vásquez, The Sound of Things Falling (via wordsnquotes)

[thequotejournals]

There were girls who would tear you apart with their lips.

F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender is the Night (via wordsnquotes)

[wnq-writers]

you’re still my favorite ‘what-if’

just-useless-things  // 3 years later (via wnq-writers)

[wnq-writers]

I met you. You smiled. I froze. I stopped looking for more.

g.m. (via wnq-writers)

[wordsnquotes]

You’ll meet her, she’s very pretty, even though sometimes she’s sad for many days at a time. You’ll see, when she smiles, you’ll love her.

Pan’s Labyrinth, Dir. Guillermo del Toro (via wordsnquotes)

[thequotejournals]

Which of my feelings are real? Which of the me’s is me?

Kay Redfield Jamison, An Unquiet Mind: A Memoir of Moods and Madness (via wordsnquotes)

[wnq-writers]

She’ll drown you with words, comfort you with waves.

tragedyintoart (via wnq-writers)

same

[lifeinpoetry]

I myself am half-hell and half-morning.

Hannah Cohen, from “Self-Portrait as Grendel,” published in Calamus Journal (via lifeinpoetry)

[onlinecounsellingcollege]

The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too.

Ernest Hemingway (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

[apikaliaa]

The easier it is to love someone, the harder it is to stop.

a.a. (via apikaliaa)

[thequotejournals]

Nothing is quite as beautiful as someone who has survived losing everything and still has a tender heart.

Unknown (via thequotejournals)

[theimagerie]

[poetryandthesea]

How should I get you out of my heart when I can’t even get you off my mind?

// let me go j.d.m. (via poetryandthesea)

[wordsnquotes]

hiraeth

(hɨraɪ̯θ), noun | A Welsh, untranslatable feeling, hiraeth is loosely described as a homesickness for a home you cannot return to anymore or a place, which never even existed. Connotations of sadness, yearning, profound nostalgia, and wistfulness are imbued into the state of hiraeth. Overall this beautiful, but painful longing is an expression of an empty desire and grief over a past life or place. It is the ultimate signifier of a bond, which has ceased to exist.   (via wordsnquotes)