I don’t know why, some people fill the gaps and others emphasize my loneliness. In reality those who satisfy me are those who simply allow me to live with my ”idea of them.
— Anaïs Nin (via rebekahseok)
Remember how far you’ve come, not just how far you have to go. You are not where you want to be, but neither are you where you used to be.
(via chichaaang)
It must be so nice to be loved.
I’m almost never serious, and I’m always too serious. Too deep, too shallow. Too sensitive, too cold hearted. I’m like a collection of paradoxes.
(via mortalmofos)
Numbing the pain for a while will make it worse when you finally feel it.
— J.K. Rowling (via pigmenting)
(via caloriqe)
(via extra-pale)
I am jealous of those who think more deeply, who write better, who draw better, who look better, who live better, who love better than I.
— Sylvia Plath (via reefkids)
(via ballerinainthebelljar)
(via beingthinisnotasin)
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(via brokenmachine)
(via loveyourchaos)
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