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Everybody isn’t going to love you. Most people don’t even love themselves.
Unknown (via wnq-anonymous)
You are going to be so much more than ‘enough’ for someone someday.
hopefully-funny (via wnq-anonymous)
How you make others feel about themselves says a lot about you.
Unknown (via bl-ossomed)
You have no idea how hard it is to pretend all the time.
Hedonist Poet (via hedonistpoet)
I have been told, sometimes, the most healing thing to do is remind ourselves over and over and over: Other people feel this too.
Andrea Gibson, “The Nutritionist” (via wordsnquotes)
Compassion hurts. When you feel connected to everything, you also feel responsible for everything. And you cannot turn away.
Andrew Boyd, Daily Afflictions: The Agony of Being Connected to Everything (via fyp-psychology)
We get surprised when we are treated respectfully, as if it is an act that’s out of the blue and not expected. Don’t you see how sad this world has become.
darkdome (via wnq-writers)
Not for the first time, I sensed that those who know love and those who enjoy life are not the same people.
Marcel Proust, In Search of Lost Time, Vol. II (via thelovejournals)