“I am learning to love the sound of my feet walking away from things that aren’t meant for me.”
— Unknown
“The scariest thing about distance is you don’t know whether they’ll miss you or forget about you.”
— The Notebook
I don’t have trust issues
I have “I’ve seen this before and I know how it ends” issues.
“What ever you decide to do. Make sure it makes you happy.”
— Paulo Coelho
“The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too.”
— Ernest Hemingway
“So, do it. Decide. Is this the life you want to live? Is this the person you want to love? Is this the best you can be? Can you be stronger? Kinder? More Compassionate? Decide. Breathe in. Breathe out and decide.”
— Meredith Grey (via perrfectly)
Tumblr es mi Twitter...
Que miedo conocer a alguien. Que miedo enamorarte. Que miedo confiar. Que miedo que te dibujen el paisaje perfecto. Que miedo que destruyan ese dibujo . Que miedo entregarlo todo. Que miedo que no sea recíproco. Que miedo respetar. Que miedo que no te respeten. Que miedo crecer. Que miedo este mundo de mierda. Que miedo la soledad. Que miedo amar. Que miedo el desamor. Que miedo ser honesto. Que miedo la deshonestidad. Que miedo plantear un futuro. Que miedo que no se cumpla. Que miedo no ser tú. Que miedo ser rechazado. Que miedo el pasado. Que miedo no dejarlo atrás. Que miedo las mentiras. Que miedo la verdad. Que miedo vivir con miedo.
““We all eat lies when our hearts are hungry.” - Unknown”
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“Whatever it may be, give it time. You won’t lose whats meant for you baby.”
— Sarah Zuraiqi
“I think it’s very healthy to spend time alone. You need to know how to be alone and not be defined by another person.”
— Oscar Wilde
Vladimir Nabokov, in a letter to his wife Véra (1924), Letters to Véra (ed. Brian Boyd & trans. Olga Voronin)
[Text ID: “I love you, truly, more than the sun.”]
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“We lose June. We lose July. In August we look in mirrors and want to die.”
— Kim Addonizio, from ‘The Women’, Wild Nights: New and Selected Poems (via soracities)