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We all want to be saved and we are all looking for reasons to love.
that the world is hard, that people are soft, and all of us are terribly looking for ways NOT to shatter.
Sadness, like happiness, is delicate and temporary.
A flower is still a flower . . . no matter what it goes through and no matter
where it decides to bloom.
you’ll remember her when it’s too late, and you’ll lose your mind, and your heart just as swiftly as she returned it.
and too often do we, as people, only appreciate someone once they are gone.
I think you care too much but you pretend as if nothing bothers you.
I think you like being chased because you want to be saved and loved with the same intensity an earthquake would bring.
The world is beautiful, life is beautiful, and hatred shouldn’t be carried. So please go on gently and always remember to let all things that weigh you down go.
The beautiful gift and curse of being human, to give and to take away.
Obey what you feel and know that your heart will always lead you in the right direction.
I want people to say, “Hey I remember him. His books were great; they inspired me.”
That’s all I really want. I want the eight-year-old kid to pick up my book and start writing, because of me.
We blame society but we are society.
How could you think you are weak when every time you break, you come back stronger than before?
Love hard and love broken people even harder.
You are you, so keep slaying, baby. Self-love is the best kind of love and there’s no doubt about that.
Understand that sometimes life isn’t beautiful. That sometimes life is hell but we’d rather feel the chaos than feel nothing at all.
“Damn, I am complicated but I am also beautiful.”
I want to show you how not all hurting is bad. How sometimes broken things are beautiful things
She’s a moon and she needs a man with a heart the size of an ocean to pull her away from the chaos within.
Some men are not really men or, simply, they’re not man enough to treat a woman the way she deserves.
You’re not weak. Why? Well because you’re strong enough to love even when that love isn’t returned. Your love is unconditional and beautiful. Your love maintains its beauty even when you’re stuck in an ugly, unhealthy relationship, and you still maintain your value even with someone who fails to value you.
Every failed relationship was just an opportunity for you to learn what to avoid as you begin to preserve yourself for the one who deserves a space in your life.
She is good enough, she is beautiful, she is almighty and majestic. She is strong and intelligent. She is a Queen deserving of more than what she has had. She is you, and when you discover the type of love that mirrors your own, hold on to it.
You don’t even know how much love you’ve stolen from yourself while trying to maintain unhealthy relationships with people who have proven time and time again that they’ll never be able to love you the way you deserve.
not realizing they were never actually losses because you never had them in the first place. I wish you knew that they were never losses because they were never valuable enough to be that, but you were always everything, and you were always giving your everything to a person who insisted on doing nothing, giving nothing. Using you up until they deemed you to be empty every time they were finished. You don’t even know, but I wish you did, or maybe you’ll finally get it after reading these words.
So feel whatever it is that you need to feel. No matter what it is, you don’t have to be silent.
I’m in a room, a dark room. Surrounded by candles, the light is flickering off the wall. The flame dances to the silence and the sound of me breathing. I feel alone, nearing loneliness, alone, overthinking. I feel sadness lurking near the windows of my heart as the wrong thoughts overcrowd my mind. I can’t sleep, and so I just lie here with my eyes searching the ceiling for an imperfection, tracing old lines in the paint that give off this illusion of the foundation cracking. This is something I can relate to, being imperfect, feeling as if I’ll crack beneath the weight of it all.
this year say “no” more often stop trying for those who never try for you choose yourself whenever others refuse to choose you stop settling for a love that hurts your heart focus on your goals your career never compromise your ambition for an unhealthy relationship
don’t distract her from being great don’t interrupt her peace of mind if you’re not man enough to stand firm beside her don’t waste her time don’t even speak to her
It hurts right now, you’re tired of going through the same old shit. Your heart is weary, but you’re still powerful. Strong enough to walk away, strong enough to make it without the person you thought you needed.
she turned sadness into art she turned pain into pure strength she took what little they gave her and made it more valuable
if he’s no good for you then choosing to live a life by his side will mean choosing to live in an endless version of hell
i’m not searching for a love that makes me blind i want a love that helps me see i want a love that opens me up to everything i’ve always wished for
my father was the first man to betray me he was also the first person to break my spirit
we’re not sleeping just to rest we’re closing our eyes just to escape the things that haunt us while we’re awake
It won’t be easy, it’ll be difficult, but this will be the year she finds herself. This will be the year she discovers the power and magic living beneath her bones. This will be the year where she begins to walk away from anything that no longer deserves her presence.
who taught you to settle for a love that wasn’t love who failed you which parent failed you who in your family decided to betray you by failing to teach you about the troubles in this world and the evil in men
now here you are an adult struggling to find yourself lost beneath the crumbling foundation that should have been made stronger by the people who raised you they failed you . . .
you’re just tired you’ve been brave you’ve never given up you keep fighting but you’re tired weary from all the arguments weary from all the forgiveness weary from all the second chances you’ve been providing
stop apologizing to people who have no problem with hurting your soul
you shouldn’t have to suppress your emotional truths for people who don’t give a fuck about you
