if you don't understand my silence, you'll never understand my words.
Because in a small dark room, a broken child lies on a filthy bed and stares up at a high window.
He waits for me, too.
And I - I who have failed at everything and have failed everyone - I must not, I cannot, I will not fail him.
Jennifer Donnelly (via serialstranger)
Most loves don’t last. But some do.
John Green, Looking for Alaska (via last-unic0rn)
I closed my mouth and spoke to you in a hundred silent ways.
Rumi (via nirvikalpa)
I cannot simply exist. I want to live beyond these boundaries and know that we are more than skin and bone. I want to be needed and I want to need. I want to soar and dance with the clouds. I want to sing to the moon. I want to whisper my secrets across mountaintops. And, when I look down, I want to know where you are at, because this journey was not meant to be taken alone.
(via wordsthat-speak)
There are ships sailing to many ports, but not a single one goes where life is not painful.
Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet (via serialstranger)
If neurotic is wanting two mutually exclusive things at one and the same time, then I’m neurotic as hell. I’ll be flying back and forth between one mutually exclusive thing and another for the rest of my days.
Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar (via serialstranger)
I loved you madly; in the distasteful work of the day, in the wakeful misery of the night, girded by sordid realities, or wandering through Paradises and Hells of visions into which I rushed, carrying your image in my arms, I loved you madly.
Charles Dickens, The Mystery of Edwin Drood (via serialstranger)
The only way to avoid being miserable is not to have enough leisure to wonder whether you are happy or not.
George Bernard Shaw (via serialstranger)
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