up in flames

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[paper-wounds]

[disenchanteds]

[neckkiss]

via weheartit

[neckkiss]

via weheartit

[yellowsugarwords]

“how glad I am that you existed. how glad I was to have a being as rare as you, petals that so many palms will never kiss. a soft brush, a fine drink, limited edition.”

— i miss you

[perrfectly]

“What’s the worst thing I’ve stolen? Probably little pieces of other people’s lives. Where I’ve either wasted their time or hurt them in some way. That’s the worst thing you can steal, the time of other people. You just can’t get that back.”

— Chester Bennington  (via perrfectly)

[theshatterednotes]

“…that hopeless sense of loss which makes beauty what it is: a distant lone tree against golden heavens; ripples of light on the inner curve of a bridge; a thing quite impossible to capture.”

— Vladimir Nabokov, Laughter in the Dark (Vintage; February 16, 2011, first published 1932)

[thepoeticbook]

— Joan Didion, The Year of Magical Thinking

[jinxingrief]

[thegirlthatcriesacademia]

All my grief says the same thing— this isn't how it's supposed to be. And the world laughs, holds my hope by my throat, says: but this is how it is.

Fortesa Latifi, The Truth About Grief

[aizea]

[feral-ballad]

Ono No Komachi, tr. by Jane Hirshfield and Mariko Oratani, from The Ink Dark Moon Love Poems by Ono No Komachi and Izumi Shikibu

[yagirlsars]

“I crave conversations that will never take place.”

the grief that ruins me

[yagirlsars]

“i thought it was suppose to get easier?”

it never will

[neckkiss]

I Smile Back (2015)

[hatin]

“Hell is other people.”

— Jean-Paul Sartre (via neckkiss)

[n0thinggoodeverstayswithme]