She moved on and I feel sorry for you, because she overlooked your flaws, your temper, your selfishness, your inability to love anyone but yourself. She could have anyone in the world, but she still chose you every time. All you are now is a crease in her past, a scar on her chest, a memory that fades faster than a photograph of you in a sealed box, hidden. Maybe now she will fight for someone who loves her, instead of someone who sucks the life out of her, never satisfied, even with her beating heart in his greedy hands.

(via chanel-cigaretttes)

Holy shit.

(via deadlydari)

I mean, I hope you’re happy,
But the sky is still the sky without you,
And I’m not surprised by that anymore.
Caitlyn Siehl, from This is Not a Love Poem (via alonesomes)
Instead, pursue the things you love doing, and then do them so well that people can’t take their eyes off you.
Maya Angelou  (via lovequotesrus)
and if he wants to leave
then let him leave
you are terrifying
and strange and beautiful
something not everyone knows how to love
Warsan Shire, For Women Who Are Difficult To Love (via feellng)
I was always attracted not by some quantifiable, external beauty, but by something deep down, something absolute. Just as some people have a secret love for rainstorms, earthquakes, or blackouts, I liked that certain undefinable something.

Haruki Murakami

Everything you love is here

(via lovequotesrus)
You were red. You liked me cause I was blue. You touched me and suddenly I was a lilac sky and you decided purple just wasn’t for you.
colors.   (via hefuckin)

Maybe we’ll meet again one day when you’re not so broken and I’m not so jealous. Maybe one day we’ll be right for each other and it won’t be so hard for you to love me. I really hope that one day we’ll reconnect because no one has ever caught my heart in quite the same way.

But that day isn’t today. Today, you’re too broken and I’m too pushy. Today we don’t quite work out and as much as I care for you, I can’t keep pretending that we do.

So I’m saying goodbye. But maybe one day, I won’t have to.

Letters to the next (god im going to miss you)
Some people bring out the worst in you, others bring out the best, and then there are those remarkably rare, addictive ones who just bring out the most. Of everything. They make you feel so alive that you’d follow them straight into hell, just to keep getting your fix.

Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever 

Everything you love is here

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