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[sotravelerpanda]

The labyrinth blows, yet we choose it. We choose it, for it is nothing but a creation of one's own.

[ashberrrry]

To be very honest i don't really get the point. What's the use of this life if we don't really get what we want.

I really loved this girl so much genuinely but we ended up just being on talking terms from being bestfriends. I wish i could see my parents the happiest always and them not aging but thats just not possible. I wish i could be a child again and relive that all once when life used to be at an all time happy zone, have my grandparents back in my life, not be so stressed about future etc.

However is that all even possible? Will there ever be a reality where everything is perfect. What even is the point of this life when we aren't able to get what we want or achieve our goals. Will there be an afterlife where everything is perfect and happy and realities are different?

All what i know when i think about this, myself, refugees, oppressed, people going through any sort of hardships in their life, is that

This life is just so fucking sad and theres nothing we can do about it so we choose to live as much possible trying to avoid the hard truth and being as much happy, making as much memories and creating as much legacy possible because we all know it'll all eventually end.

[thoughtkick]

“How do you move on? You move on when your heart finally understands that there is no turning back.”

— J.R.R. Tolkien

[sotravelerpanda]

“Anybody can look at you. It's quite rare to find someone who sees the same world you see.”

Turtles All The Way Down, John Green

[thehopefulquotes]

“You don’t know how little you matter until you’re all alone.”

— Frank Ocean

[sotravelerpanda]

i guess the thing with me is that i never wanna be calm in love. i always want to be mad in love.

[nightlyquotes]

“Let someone love you the way you are - as flawed as you might be, as unattractive as you sometimes feel, and as unaccomplished as you think you are. To believe that you must hide all the parts of you that are broken, out of fear that someone else is incapable of loving what is less than perfect, is to believe that sunlight is incapable of entering a broken window and illuminating a dark room.”

— Mark Hack

[thehopefulquotes]

“I keep wondering, how many people do you need to be, before you can become yourself.”

— Iain S. Thomas

[ashberrrry]

Hey guyss it's me Ash, please read this for me

I've organized a books donation drive at my institute since the last week and it's been great so far. However we had set a target of 200 books to be collected by 15th march (because thats when our school term ends) and that hasnt been met yet. We're going to donate the collected books to a library of a not so privileged government school in our city and we're still about 50 books short. Im doing this whole thing as a social work for community service and all of yours donations would really mean a lot. With an average book costing around $3 here, in total we'll be needing $150 in donations for the target to be met.

I've inserted the approved plan from my school below and please feel free to message me or send an ask if you have any queries. I'll keep on posting updates shortly.

Paypal

Please reblog to raise awareness and donate if possible, all your donations would account for a number of books donated for a good cause <3

[thoughtkick]

“Mental pain is less dramatic than physical pain, but it is more common and also more hard to bear. The frequent attempt to conceal mental pain increases the burden: it is easier to say “My tooth is aching” than to say “My heart is broken.”

— C.S. Lewis

[bringthepop]

Need I say more?

[chrisskayx]

“You can stop swimming now, Lily. We finally reached the shore.”

-Atlas Corrigan, It Ends With Us

[raysofcrosby]

just finished reading “it ends with us” and i—

[ashberrrry]

When Khaled Hosseini said "I opened my mouth, almost said something. Almost. The rest of my life might have turned out differently if i had. But i didn't" It hit hard.

[ashberrrry]

things coulda been so different

[hazeltoheraugustus]

He asks me what is bigger than love

For a while

I stay quiet

And I think

What IS bigger than love in this world?

Those bittersweet memories

Start popping up in my head

You asking me to get out of the bed

To make you a cup of coffee

And me playing dead

Oh, how much i miss

The comfort of your lap

I remember us

Your hand reaching out for me

In that afternoon nap

You feeding me with your hands

These bittersweet memories

Between you and me, stand

Looking at us

Thinking where it went downhill

And I open my eyes

Hoping it would be just a dream

But you are looking at me

With pain and grief

And so I say

"Bigger than love, are the memories"

~shubhaa

[inkskinned]

but you see her on instagram and it was never really said that you guys aren’t friends but one day she stopped answering and you stopped texting and it’s not like the wound is a cavern but it is a diagram of what if in red letters. you want to tell her nice lipstick that’s a good color but the last time you spoke it was stilted and awkward 

how do you say goodbye, you know? it’s not an unfriend and block kind of situation. but you watch the people you once loved go on and have a life and you’re outside of it. and it’s bittersweet because of course it’s okay that you’re both thriving. but she used to be who you’d call if you needed to cry. she used to be who’d you’d be binge watching the new series with. you used to be hers, in a way, even if that way wasn’t permanent. and now she’s someone else and so are you and your friendship is clicking heart shapes next to pictures where she smiles next to people you’ve never met. you know where her birthmark is. she knows where you’ve buried your dead.

the poets and the singers and the authors write about romantic love when it ends. but nobody tells you how to get over a friend.

[zeerealme]

I felt this in my bones