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It’s possible to go on, no matter how impossible it seems, and in time, the grief lessens. It may not ever go away completely, but after a while it’s not overwhelming.
Nicholas Sparks, Dear John 
You always get more respect when you don’t have a happy ending.
Julia Quinn 
and I’m over it,
I’m over it,
I promise I’m over it.
But it still hurts sometimes.
laura elizabeth ross 
I was drawn to all the wrong things: I liked to drink, I was lazy, I didn’t have a god, politics, ideas, ideals. I was settled into nothingness; a kind of non-being, and I accepted it. I didn’t make for an interesting person. I didn’t want to be interesting, it was too hard. What I really wanted was only a soft, hazy space to live in, and to be left alone.
Charles Bukowski
I’m almost never serious, and I’m always too serious. Too deep, too shallow. Too sensitive, too cold hearted. I’m like a collection of paradoxes.
Ferdinand de Saussure
When you hold a grudge, you want someone else’s sorrow to reflect your level of hurt but the two rarely meet.
Steve Maraboli, Unapologetically You: Reflections on Life and the Human Experience 
You’re really good at not letting people love you.
You refuse to see, you’re denying me
the cross I bear but you don’t seem to care
Even Judas knew he had lied
Within Temptation, “The Cross”
You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast.
Catherynne M. Valente, Deathless (via iceinherheart-kissonherlips)
I look at you, and I just love you, and it terrifies me. It terrifies me what I would do for you.
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It’s a certain tragedy when agony and resentment are all you have left connecting you to someone you once loved.
J.S.B Morse
I don’t believe you ever really stop loving someone who doesn’t love you back. Not completely, anyway. You just learn to live without them. You have to.
unknown 
You think ‘Okay, I get it, I’m prepared for the worst’, but you hold out that small hope, see, and that’s what fucks you up. That’s what kills you.
Stephen King 
I am haunted. I am haunted by something—that rather takes the light out of things, that fills me with longings…
H. G. Wells, The Door in the Wall
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