I Feel The Lack Of Happiness Now. Maybe It Is Because I Now Know About Life. Now That I’m Older. I

I'm sad; not the kind of sad that fades away next week or next month. The kind of sad that shows up one day ten years ago out of the blue and seems to stick with you. The kind you cannot seem to shake. The kind that no one ever talks about.

— Lynette Simeone

The Philadelphia Inquirer, Pennsylvania, December 7, 1922

Never liked chocolates or Valentine's Day but this is totally cool!!!!

when you are broken and he has left you do not question whether you were enough the problem was you were so enough he was not able to carry it

milk and honey // rupi kaur (via successaesthetics)

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“Thanks for pretending like you were listening, but you might as well not put the effort into it. It hurts more knowing you actually don’t care about the words coming out of my mouth.”

So when was the last time you heard from them, the last time you saw their face? Do you still remember what was said and done at that moment? Does it hurt or does it make you smile?

Lukas W. // That last moment (via somepiecesofmyheartandsoul)