posting this because it’s my favorite and i haven’t seen it on here yet
I was never really insane except on occasions when my heart was touched.
Edgar Allan Poe (via introspectivepoet)
I never knew love until you.
I never felt love until you.
The Fire Down Below (via perditus-daemon)
I’ve let go of a lot of people in the past year I never thought I would have to. So I guess in saying that I lost Loved ones that once held such a dear spot in my beloved heart. Do I get sad about it at times? Absolutely. Do I sit and put blame on myself for everything at times? Absolutely.
But in retrospect and greater understanding, here’s what I have made definite.
I blame no one. I don’t blame them. I don’t blame myself.
Life has an unfamiliar way of letting us know who’s right to be by our sides when we take strides. In losing people, I have gained myself. My confidence. My heart. My worth. My happiness.
And I’ll be damned if I let anyone, even myself alter that. Written by my most favorite poet Rainer Maria Rilke, “Be gentle with those who stay behind”.
Concluded, I’ve lost so much. But I’ve gained so much more.
It’s tough to get out of bed; I know that myself. You can lie there for an hour and a half without thinking anything, just worrying about what the day holds and knowing that you won’t be able to deal with it.
It’s Kind of a Funny Story (via wet-violet)
We assume others show love the same way we do — and if they don’t, we worry it’s not there.
Anonymous (via icarusambition)
the devil and god are shredding inside me