How can I stop fearing other people? How can I know who I am? How to let my native sense of meaning flow and connect with people and the world? Why this sense of horror, coming over me? Fear?
Sylvia Plath, from a diary entry (via violentwavesofemotion)
What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.
John Steinbeck (via observando)
What a terrible mistake it is to give your heart to someone who’s not willing to hold it.
3 am toughts (via missinyouiskillingme)
The person you’re meant to be with will never have to be chased, begged or given an ultimatum.
Mandy Hale (via fhorgive)
Being confident in yourself is so rare that people actually get mad at you if you are.
I still miss those I loved who are no longer with me, but I find I am grateful for having loved them. The gratitude has finally conquered the loss.
Everything is temporary; Emotions, thoughts, people and scenery. Do not become attached, just flow with it.
I’m almost never serious, and I’m always too serious. Too deep, too shallow. Too sensitive, too cold hearted. I’m like a collection of paradoxes.
Ferdinand de Saussure (via wordsnquotes)