re-birthingtruth reblogged
Source: weheartit.com
re-birthingtruth reblogged
danielodowd-deactivated20170124
There are things I am still hoping to recovering from.
Scarring that took place before I left the womb.
re-birthingtruth reblogged
I wonder if, as you get older, you stop missing people so fiercely. Maybe growing up is just focusing on what you’ve got, instead of what you don’t.
Jodi Picoult, Leaving Time (via thequotejournals)
Source: thequotejournals.com
re-birthingtruth reblogged
You can’t find intimacy—you can’t find home—when you’re always hiding behind masks. Intimacy requires a certain level of vulnerability. It requires a certain level of you exposing your fragmented, contradictory self to someone else. You running the risk of having your core self rejected and hurt and misunderstood.
Junot Díaz (via thelovejournals)
Source: thelovejournals.com
re-birthingtruth reblogged
audreyhornecrying
i like didn’t realize i posted this honestly but great
re-birthingtruth reblogged
re-birthingtruth reblogged
migrains-deactivated20190924
re-birthingtruth reblogged
puppetwithapistol-deactivated20
re-birthingtruth reblogged
The soul becomes dyed with the color of its thoughts.
Marcus Aurelius (via scientificphilosopher)
re-birthingtruth reblogged
re-birthingtruth reblogged
circlers-deactivated20231019
Source: circlers
re-birthingtruth reblogged
And you’ll always love me won’t you? Yes. And the rain won’t make any difference? No.
Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms (via thequotejournals)
Source: thequotejournals.com
When you have a broken heart, there are very few things that can make you feel better. When things come to an end, you are never quite sure where to start or if you are even starting correctly. Everything is a new beginning. Accepting yourself is one step closer to self love.
re-birthingtruth reblogged
Broken hearts healed. Maybe the cracks were always there, like thin scars, but they healed. People lived and worked, laughed and ate, walked and talked with those cracks. For many, even the scars healed and they loved again.
Nora Roberts, Bed of Roses (via thelovejournals)
Source: thelovejournals.com
re-birthingtruth reblogged
Source: recusing
If life is energy, I do not want. I thrive for surface level excitement. Something that will make me feel like going again. Something that will allow me to feel like me. Strong. Secure. Happy. Sometimes my soul feels like an open wound, being picked daily by someone else’s self esteem. How does one live in a world so far away from one’s purpose? If only I could get stability back. If only knew how.
re-birthingtruth reblogged
wavemotions
letalpetal
letalpetal
Source: 500px.com
re-birthingtruth reblogged
It’s still you.
It’s still you.
Margaret Atwood, Shapechangers In Winter (via thelovejournals)
Source: thelovejournals.com
re-birthingtruth reblogged
There’s nothing wrong with you. Keep telling yourself that.
(via deadsensescompany)