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[destructive-fidelity]

[symphonyofflavors]

[love-me-like-you-do-14]

[maxinestims]

[quotemadness]

To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to know that even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded.

Ralph Waldo Emerson (via quotemadness)

[somepiecesofmyheartandsoul-deac]

These shoulders are made to carry the weight of the world that you have in your head, and these hands are made to hold your hand through thick and thin. This heart is made to carry the love I have for you, and this soul is made to bloom just for you. I am made for you.

Lukas W. // Made for you (via somepiecesofmyheartandsoul)

[extramadness]

[lamatar]

دامك زرعت الحب في داخلي ورد‏ أنا ما ابي غيرك من الناس يسقيه 💙

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[babyanimalgifs]

The perfect shopping buddy 🛒😍

[humansofnewyork]

“He hid it from me for four years.  The whole time I believed he was in love with me.  He was always saying: ‘I love you.’  Always: ‘I want to be with you.’  And he seemed to care so much.  He’d always ask about what I read, and what I learned, and what I thought.  We’d talk about our future together.  I was so happy.  The world seemed so beautiful.  Until one night we were eating dinner, and his phone rang.  He glanced at the screen then put it down quickly.  Something felt strange, so I told him to answer it.  But he refused.  And that’s when I knew.  I pressed him for days until he finally admitted everything.  I went through all his emails.  All the things he ever told me, he’d told her too.  Word for word.  Everything had been lies.  They’d even travelled together when he claimed to be on business trips.  My world was broken.  I haven’t dated for years.  So many of my previous understandings have lost their meaning.  I no longer know what ‘loyalty’ is.  Or ‘commitment.’  I can’t even use the word ‘love’ anymore.  I used to say it all the time: ‘I love this,’ or ‘I love doing that.’  Now I just say that I ‘want’ to do something.  Or I use the word ‘happy’ a lot.  Like: ‘I’m happy to be with you.’  But never ‘love.  Because I don’t know what that is anymore.” (Hong Kong)

[noor-mallouh]

كلُّ هَؤلاء القُساة عَديمي التَعاطُف اللامُبالين، كانوا يَوماً ما أرَقّ مِن الماء. All these ruthless, indifferent sympathizers were once thinner than water.

noor-mallouh (via warag-3nb)

[marvelia23]

20th Century Women (2016)

[unorganized-confusion]

We stayed up all night talking about our future together, then you went up to bed and kissed her goodnight.

this is so cruel (via unorganized-confusion)

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

If anybody could have saved me it would have been you.

Virginia Woolf, from her suicide letter to her husband (via perfect)

[tn55-deactivated20240205]

[wnq-writers]

I was always so impressionable when it came to you. I was like a blank piece of paper you could write yourself on, or the perfect little origami square that would fold to the will of your hands, twisting myself inside out to become whatever pleased you. But now you’re gone and the words can’t be erased, the creases won’t come out and I feel torn up and thrown away… I am a paper crane with no wings, a poem with no ending… the discarded story you never cared to finish. And that was where I made my mistake because I was not created for you; I was born to create something of myself and I am learning that you should never let somebody else become the main character in your story because when they leave, everything stops. I exist in this world to write my own story… to shape my own destiny. It’s the unexpected plot twist I never saw coming – it’s not all about you… my life is about me. So I’ll gather my torn and tattered pieces and become something new… The past can’t be erased and I will never be a blank slate again, but I’m beginning to see that as a good thing because for better or worse my past has shaped me… it has made me who I am. You will always be the pivotal character in a chapter of my life that hurt to close, but it made way for something beautiful because where it goes from here is up to me… I may have been your impressionable piece of paper once, but now I hold the pen… and I’m writing my own happy ending.

Ranata Suzuki | The end is not yet written (via wnq-writers)

[ahmedbeedo-deactivated20180327]

منذ وقت طويل تعلمت أن لا أفسر ما أفعله للناس،ﻷن ذلك ما يوهمهم للإعتقاد بأن لديهم الحق في معرفة ما أفعله A long time ago i learned not to explain things to people,it misleads them into thinking they’re entitled to know everything i do.

(via ahmedbeedo)