piecemeal

trying to figure life out

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hellish-daddy:
“gaspar noe (love)
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wordsnquotes:

““We just got to accept that some people can only be in our hearts, not in our lives.””

— - Kathy B. 

é  51510  û    —    10:05am

wordsnquotes:

“Please do not make my heart a home for yourself. I can barely recognize it myself. Sometimes I feel like a visitor in my own body. Upstairs I tread softly, careful not to touch any feelings or trip over thoughts. On other occasions I feel like I know the house all too well. I know which rooms make me feel like I’m suffocating, so I have found ways to avoid them. I know not to panic when I find myself in the dark because it is in this darkness that I become fully aware of myself and my surroundings. I know that what is dead may never die and so I embrace the broken parts of me. It is dangerous, I know, to live like this - like running with a knife in the dark. But I do not trip over things anymore and therefore being broken no longer frightens me. I do not know if it is killing me or making me stronger. Please do not make my heart a home for yourself. I can barely recognize it myself.”

— RayWritess

é  1563  û    —    10:00am

sixfeetgay:

We are creatures of the underworld. We can’t afford to love.

Moulin Rouge! (2001) dir. Baz Luhrmann

the-absolute-best-posts:

My high school experience in two gifs.

cho-chang:

me: hoe don’t do it

me: [stays up late]

me the next morning: oh my god

é  448338  û    —    10:25am
What are you supposed to do with all the love you have for somebody if that person is no longer there? What happens to all that leftover love? Do you suppress it? Do you ignore it? Are you supposed to give it to someone else?
— O’Farrell, Maggie. After You’d Gone. (via wordsnquotes)

This is why it hurts the way it hurts.

You have too many words in your head. There are too many ways to describe the way you feel. You will never have the luxury of a dull ache.

You must suffer through the intricacy of feeling too much.

— Iain S. Thomas, I Wrote This For You (via abluesforbrklyn)
I know now that we never get over great losses; we absorb them, and they carve us into different, often kinder, creatures.
— Gail Caldwell, Let’s Take the Long Way Home: A Memoir of Friendship (via larmoyante)
How do you say goodbye to someone who isn’t exactly gone?
— Richelle MeadShadow Kiss,
(via wordsnquotes)
It hurts every day, the absence of someone who was once there.

jahminican:

Praying for the woman I’ll be in 5+yrs I hope she’s happy, and loved, living life unapologetically, doing what she loves.

é  430776  û    —    1:27am
the-absolute-best-posts:
“Some people might feel sorry for themselves in this situation
Puppy don’t care
Puppy’s got stuff to do
Puppy’s got places to be
Puppy’s got people to bark at and things to sniff.
”

efferveschent:

taormina, sicily, italy
ig: stephhaniemo

10knotes:
“I have never seen a more accurate description of college.
”