Silver Line
I look at him, remember studying his features with endless fascination, and I realise I see him through different eyes now. In some ways I can’t recognise him any longer. His arms no longer hold the safety they once did, his eyes no longer hold the affection. We are both different people now. (via celliie)
August 26th, 2014 // 25 notes
Know that I loved you. Know that it was not enough. Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising (via larmoyante)

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August 26th, 2014 // 19,929 notes

I’m doing better and I knew I would, OH how i love JESUS!

August 2nd, 2014 - 1 note
Being alone, makes you strong. 2Pac (via alanvdd)

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July 24th, 2014 // 26,149 notes

flowers were
my favourite
thing

like feelings,
they bloomed
and died just
as quickly.

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July 24th, 2014 // 269 notes
We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations. Anais Nin (via psych-facts)

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July 24th, 2014 // 3,433 notes