find pieces of myself everywhere, and I cut myself handling them.
Jeanette Winterson  (via cityandcolourblind)

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I’ve found someone that makes me so happy, I am still in awe of how she does this to me. In her presence I am happier than I’ve ever been but even in her absence I am still so happy knowing that I can think about her and talk about her and talk to her. I am so in love with everything about her that I can not find the words to fully say how much I love her. It may not last forever but it would be a pleasure and a privilege to have my heart broken by the person who has taught me how capable of love I am and how amazing it is to be loved by another.
Yes I am cheesy (alone with my thoughts)

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Depression is such a cruel punishment. There are no fevers, no rashes, no blood tests to send people scurrying in concern. Just the slow erosion of the self, as insidious as any cancer. And, like cancer, it is essentially a solitary experience. A room in hell with only your name on the door.
Unknown (via noirdunuit)

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When someone won’t let you in, eventually you stop knocking.
Ransom Riggs, Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children
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You must learn her.

You must know the reason why she is silent. You must trace her weakest spots. You must write to her. You must remind her that you are there. You must know how long it takes for her to give up. You must be there to hold her when she is about to.

You must love her because many have tried and failed. And she wants to know that she is worthy to be loved, that she is worthy to be kept.

And, this is how you keep her.

Junot Diaz - This is How you Lose Her (via stevenbong)


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