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When the time comes, you will see who is fake. Do not let it be you.

“Unraveling external selves and coming home to our real identity is the true meaning of soul work.”

— Sue Monk Kidd

“It is madness to hate all roses because you got scratched with one thorn.”

— Antoine de Saint-Exupére

“Be softer with you. You are a breathing thing. A memory to someone. A home to a life.”

— Nayyirah Waheed (via quotefeeling)

““I had to learn to live without you and I couldn’t make sense of it, because I left so much of me inside of you.” - R.M. Drake”

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Now I had seen the grief of the two strongest people I knew. And somehow, crying made them seem even stronger to me. It was better to cry than to suck it up and go around conjuring hate in your heart.

— Silas House, Eli the Good

“What-ifs and could-have-beens were not the way to move forward. She knew that from experience.”

— Judi Fennell

“Loving you was like going to war, I never came back the same.”

— Warsan Shire

“Sometimes it takes sadness to know happiness, noise to appreciate silence, and absence to value presence.”

— Unknown (via marijuanamodels)

““On earth there is no heaven, but there are pieces of it.” - Jules Renard”

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““Sometimes people think they know you. They know a few facts about you, and they piece you together in a way that makes sense to them. And if you don’t know yourself very well, you might even believe that they are right. But the truth is, that isn’t you. That isn’t you at all.” - Leila Sales”

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“Growing apart doesn’t change the fact that for a long time we grew side by side; our roots will always be tangled. I’m grateful for that.”

— Ally Condie; Matched

“One of the most amazing things that can happen is finding someone who sees everything you are and won’t let you be anything less. They see the potential of you. They see endless possibilities. And through their eyes, you start to see yourself the same way. As someone who matters. As someone who can make a difference in this world.”

— Susane Colasanti

“I guess that’s just part of loving people: You have to give things up. Sometimes you even have to give them up.”

— Lauren Oliver, Delirium (via perfeqt)

The things that we love tell us what we are. -Aquinas

They lived and laughed and loved and left.

Joanne Harris // Cecelia Ahern // Illustration by Cecile Richard // Rupi Kaur // Margarita Karapanou // Miranda July // Taylor Swift // T. R. Hummer // Richard Siken // James Joyce

“I wanted nothing more than to feel something, but I didn’t know how to deal with what came after the feeling.”

— Julie Murphy

“And I’d choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I’d find you and I’d choose you.”

— Kiersten White; The Chaos of Stars

“Once you choose hope, anything’s possible.”

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“I’m sorry you were not truly loved and that it made you cruel.”

— Warsan Shire

when oscar wilde said "i'm tired of myself tonight, i should like to be someone else' and when sylvia plath said ''i wish i knew what to do with my life, what to do with my heart" and when rilke said "this heavy humanness" .

Maybe I will miss the comfort of my own home when I fly away to a new one to make it my own. I will miss how the light used to pour into my room in the evenings, or how I used to take a shower while those sunrays soaked my body more than the water ever did. I will miss watching myself act out music videos in the bathroom mirror while I'm taking a shower. I may miss the cold breeze of early winter and the hot showers I took then. But one thing I know for sure, is that I will try to find beauty wherever I go.

Whatever space I fill, wherever in the world that may be, I will always find things to be grateful for. I will find beauty in mundane activities.

That is the promise I'm making to myself inorder to feel alive, and not just be it.

“—in that blurred state between awake and asleep when too many intake valves are open in the soul.”

— Anne Carson, excerpt of “XIX. From the Archaic to the Fast Self”, in Autobiography of Red

“I restore myself when I’m alone.”

— Marilyn Monroe

“Someone once asked me what depression feels like. I said ‘like a slower way of being dead’ and I know it doesn’t make any sense but that’s just the way it is. laying in bed, unable to move even though there is nothing physically wrong with you doesn’t make much sense either. A family member once asked me why at my age I didn’t have a job. I said ‘i’m sick’ and they said ‘being sad isn’t the same as being sick’ and, yeah, they’re right. being sad ISN’T the same as being sick. i can’t call in sad to work, or to school, or to anywhere else for that matter without being accused of throwing a self-pity party to which the only attendees are me and my sadness which is constantly being invalidated by those who don’t understand it, including me, because I don’t understand my sadness either. it’s difficult to admit this but the ugly truth is i have been sad for so long that I no longer remember what it’s like not be. kind of like when you have a cold and can’t breathe through your nose but instead of not being able to breathe through your nose, you can’t breathe AT ALL and all you can do is wait to suffocate while the people around you ask you what’s wrong but you can’t tell them because it wouldn’t make any sense. It never makes any sense.”

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