you know, the features of my body i admired the most were my eyes. every time i looked in the mirror, i adored the way it glistened with glee. but now that i only see sorrow and pain in them, i'm unable to fall in love with it again.
it is ironic how the way people will do anything to earn your forgiveness yet do barely anything to keep from hurting you in the first place.
“Never make fun of someone’s passion because that’s the thing that saves them from the world.”
— Unknown
“Give people time. Give people space. Don’t beg anyone to stay. Let them roam. What’s meant for you will always be yours.”
— Reyna Biddy
“Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.”
— Sylvia Plath
born to always mourn the present like it’s already become a memory
there's a major difference between striving to live and just getting by.
“Isn’t it strange that we talk least about the things we think about most?”
— Charles Lindbergh