posted on 18.04.13

somethingaboutfailureandhomo:

“Let someone love you just the way you are – as flawed as you might be, as unattractive as you sometimes feel, and as unaccomplished as you think you are. To believe that you must hide all the parts of you that are broken, out of fear that someone else is incapable of loving what is less than perfect, is to believe that sunlight is incapable of entering a broken window and illuminating a dark room.”

— Marc Hack (via kittenjamie)

(Source: thelittleyellowdiary)

posted on 12.04.13

thisbecatness:

“First love is unrequited ultimately because it’s so huge. It’s such an act of giving and it requires so much back that it can never be given back. It’s like an atom bomb. It’s like… It’s all the energy of who you are and who you want to be and what you love and what you hope to be explodes. It is impossible for a single… human being to offer that back to you in a mutual way.”

— Stephen Fry (via bornreadygeneration)

posted on 29.03.13
“Being with him made my brain quiet. I didn’t have to invent a thing.”

— Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via durianquotes)

posted on 12.03.13

sanityscraps:

““Somebody loves you if they don’t mind the quiet. They don’t mind running errands with you or cleaning your apartment while blasting some annoying music. There’s no pressure, no need to fill the silences. You know how with some of your friends there needs to be some sort of activity for you to hang out? You don’t feel uncomfortable just shooting the shit and watching bad reality TV with them. You need something that will keep the both of you busy to ensure there won’t be a void. That’s not love. That’s “hey babe! I like you okay. Do you wanna grab lunch? I think we have enough to talk about to fill two hours!” It’s a damn dream when you find someone you can do nothing with. Whether you’re skydiving together or sitting at home and doing different things, it’s always comfortable. That is fucking love.””

— Thought Catalog, How To Tell If Someone Loves You (via dreamguide)

posted on 08.03.13
“Never allow loneliness to drive you into the arms of someone you know you don’t belong with.”

— Unknown  (via wethinkwedream)

(Source: onlinecounsellingcollege)

posted on 06.03.13
“It seems no matter how
I try I become more difficult
to hold
I am not an easy woman
to want”

Nikki Giovanni (via maxxymum)

WHOA.

gpoy

(via everythingbutharleyquinn)

(Source: wretchedoftheearth)

posted on 04.03.13

violentwavesofemotion:

“It’s true that I’m cold & reserved to other people; I don’t feel affection even easily: but apart from love I’m fond of you as I’ve never been of anyone or thing in the world. We often laugh about your lovableness but you don’t know how lovable you are. It’s what really keeps me awake far more than any desire. It’s what worries me now, tears me two ways sometimes - for I wouldn’t have you marry me, much as I love you, if I thought it would bring you any unhappiness.”

— Leonard Woolf, in a letter to Virginia Stephen Woolf, dated 29 April 1912. (via sangfroidwoolf)

posted on 21.02.13

2000seasons:

“‘Don’t wait for it,’ I said. ‘Create a world, your world. Alone. Stand alone. Create. And then the love will come to you, then it comes to you. It was only when I wrote my first book that the world I wanted to live opened up to me.’”

— Anais Nin (March 1933)

(Source: laurabelove)

posted on 20.02.13

marshmallowheads:

“To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering, one must not love. But then, one suffers from not loving. Therefore, to love is to suffer; not to love is to suffer; to suffer is to suffer. To be happy is to love. To be happy, then, is to suffer, but suffering makes one unhappy. Therefore, to be happy, one must love or love to suffer or suffer from too much happiness.”

— Woody Allen (via larmoyante)

(Source: larmoyante)

posted on 14.02.13

hellanne:

“The best you can hope for in a relationship is to find someone whose flaws are the sort you don’t mind. It is futile to look for someone who has no flaws, or someone who is capable of significant change; that sort of person exists only in our imaginations.”

— Scott Adams

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