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“And then her heart changed, or at least she understood it; and the winter passed, and the sun shone upon her.”
— J.R.R. Tolkien, The Return of the King
“I can’t see you, but I know you’re here. I can feel it.”
— Wings of Desire (1987), Dir. Wim Wenders
“Get a girl with a dirty mind and innocent looks.”
— Unknown
“I’m not saying that everything is survivable. Just that everything except the last thing is.”
— John Green, Paper Towns
“When was the last time that beating yourself up worked for you? Be kind to yourself. ‘Cos that does work.”
— Sue Fitzmaurice (via surqrised)
“They may not have loved you, but they did change you. They taught you. They grew you.”
— Bianca Sparacino (via perfeqt)
Dear diary... (Trigger warning)
I haven't done it in a while...
But I swear, I want to do it again so badly...
And I don't know what keeps me from doing it.
But I deserve it. And I want it. I need to feel that sensation again. The only thing that feels real to me.
I love the pain.
I hate the pain.
I never knew what depression felt like until it happened to me
I never knew what isolating yourself felt like until I isolated myself from everyone I knew
I never knew what self destruction felt like until I destroyed every piece of myself
I never knew what self hate felt like until I couldn’t look in the mirror anymore
I never knew what feeling loved felt like and I still don’t know
When did the cuts begin to feel necessary? Why does the blood running down my arms and thighs make me feel more alive?
“You cannot find peace by avoiding life.”
— Virginia Woolf
“Everything’s a risk. Not doing anything is a risk. It’s up to you.”
— Nicola Yoon
“Once you care, you’re fucked.”
— (via emptystic)