wasted youth

Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms (via wordsnquotes)

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found a religious pamphlet downtown and revised it

Glin. castle - Catherine FitzGerald

Do not fall in love with a poet. They make poems out of sad endings. Especially about your sad story. you’ll know the right thing to do was to leave but her poems will make you regret that you did. // ck.writes (via ck-writings)

I know you didn’t want to hurt me but god damn it, why didn’t you tell me sooner. i would’ve understood. // ck.writes (via ck-writings)

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L.M. Montgomery, Emily’s Quest (via thequotejournals)

I know loving you was difficult, but If I could do it again I would. (via feellng)

I am afraid. Of simple things like spiders, needles and snakes. I can avoid these things though. I’m also afraid of sadness, the unknown and tomorrow. I can’t avoid this. I’m afraid that I’ll never be satisfied, never be happy, I’m afraid that I’m too weak to succeed, that I’m never going to achieve anything substantial. I’m afraid that I’ll live too long, or die too young. That I’ll never fall in love, that I’ll never see my children grow. I’m afraid that I won’t have a job that makes me happy, I won’t ever wake up with a smile. I’m afraid that I’ll hold on to people that have left, and that I’ll be forgotten by people who try to stay. That I’ll never be pretty enough, or I’ll be discriminated. That I won’t have the will to fight what’s wrong, that I’ll always be a bystander. I’m so afraid of myself too. I’m afraid that I’ll make myself feel ugly, that I’ll continue to be cruel to myself. I’m afraid that I’ll keep making myself this fearful, that I’ll be the one who ultimately stops me from achieving anything. I am so afraid. Yet I’ll keep pretending I’m not at all. Fears of a Suburban Teen |(Morsus Engel)|

The Shock of the Fall (via goodreadss)

Fortesa Latifi (via madgirlf)

F. Latifi (via madgirlf)

apologies by @achingchest