Every person I’ve ever loved has some how become toxic to me. A living, breathing reminder of why I was always better off alone.
I love too hard, too quickly and then sometimes I don’t love enough. I guess I’m just bad at love.
I enjoy controlled loneliness. I like wandering around the city alone. I’m not afraid of coming back to an empty flat and lying down in an empty bed. I’m afraid of having no one to miss, of having no one to love.
—  Kuba Wojewodzki
If you’ll just hear
all the stories
I’ve said to the moon,
you can never
count those times
I’ve mentioned
how much
I adore you.
—  ma.c.a // Words I Can’t Tell You

You sacrifices will never be for nothing. You fall down seven times, get up eight times. That’s how and why you win. Push and persist.

It’s okay
if you’re burning
with anger
or sadness
or both
it is necessary
for you to collapse
so you can learn
how phoenixes are
reborn
when they burn
and rise again
from the ashes of
their existence
—  Noor Unnahar
I exist. Outside of being your mother, your wife, your sister, your daughter, I exist. I exist as a human first, as a being that experiences joy and suffering, beauty and learning, life and tragedy. I exist because the universe chose to put me here for a purpose higher than my relation to men. I exist because the stars died to give me life and planet blood runs through my veins. So the problem is not my existence. The problem is how you perceive it as so small, you do not believe I can exist at all apart from my bonds with men.
—  Nikita Gill, From “The Moon Dragon and Other Feminist Fairytales”
Be fierce, but kind.
—  It’s the pull from opposite directions to get the balance // @abillionlittlethoughts