(via real)
(via real)
(via vanish)
Was machte man mit all den Erinnerungen, wenn diejenigen, mit denen man sie teilen konnte, nicht mehr da waren?
Das schönste Geschenk, Charlie Jonas
(via real)
Memories warm you up from the inside. But they also tear you apart.
Kafka on the Shore, Haruki Murakami
It always takes two. For relationships to work, for them to break apart, for them to be fixed.
Heart of the Matter, Emily Giffin
Das Problem mit der Liebe ist folgendes: Sie ist sowohl eine Krankheit als auch ein Heilmittel, und man weiß nie, welches von beiden man erwischt.
Ein letzter Sommer, Steve Tesich
slant of light
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(via tullipsink)
I broke my own heart waiting for you to love me the way I needed to be loved.
možda me na kraju ipak više slomilo moje očekivanje, nego tvoje ponašanje.
“I used to dislike being sensitive. I thought it made me weak. But take away that single trait, and you take away the very essence of who I am. You take away my conscience, my ability to empathize, my intuition, my creativity, my deep appreciation for the little things, my vivid inner life, my deep awareness of others’ pain, and my passion for it all.”— Unknown
Blythe Baird, from If My Body Could Speak; “Eat”
[Text ID: “I am trying to stop doing / things that don’t make any sense. Body, / forgive me. I am trying. I am trying. I am still trying.]
