I started writing
because I wanted to be with you
without being
with you.
(via katetimes)
Would losing me even be a loss?
— (All I wonder)(Source: dylanagainsthumanity, via 06ix)
I understood myself only after I destroyed myself. And only in the process of fixing myself, did I know who I really was.
(Source: surfandwrite, via so-divine)
He may love you. He probably does. He probably thinks about you all the time. But that isn’t what matters. What matters is what he’s doing about it, and what he’s doing about it is nothing. And if he’s doing nothing, you most certainly shouldn’t do anything. You need someone who goes out of their way to make it obvious that they want you in their life.
— (via savannahblair)(Source: a-quiet-old-soul, via kissfucklove)
To hell with them. Nothing hurts if you don’t let it.
— Ernest Hemingway (via peoples)(Source: elliptical, via ollieandeva)
The sky is the limit. You can be excellent in every way. You can be first class. There is no need for you to be a scrub. Respect yourself. Do not feel sorry for yourself. Do not dwell on unkind things others may say about you.
— Gordon B. Hinckley (via mormonchannel)(Source: youtube.com, via so-divine)
