I heard something the other day that I had never really thought about before. Someone mentioned to me that whenever you catch yourself missing someone who left your life, you should remind yourself that them not being part of your present is a choice they make every day. They wake up and decide to maintain the silence. They’re indifferent as to whether the space between you gets larger. And that in itself is pretty powerful closure.
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Quote by Michelle Hodkin
“When you don’t know what you’re living for, you don’t care how you live from one day to the next. You’re happy the day has passed and the night has come, and in your sleep you bury the tedious question of what you lived for that day and what you’re going to live for tomorrow.”— Oblomov, Ivan Goncharov.
(Source: russianist)
things they have no idea about
- me & you
- our secret moments in a crowded room
- all of this silence and patience
- a golden tattoo
- your name carved into my bedpost
- shaking hands
- where tf the 10 min version of all too well is
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i am not even a person i m just sadness n anxiety w legs
(Source: mellowgf, via strawberry-skiess)
nostalgia is not always a gentle knock on the front door, a guest who enters only on sunday evenings and leaves before dawn. nostalgia sometimes throws a rock through your window. screams to be remembered. nostalgia sometimes is a demanding salesman selling misconstrued memories door to door, refusing to leave until you’ve read just one page. the path to redemption, he says, loops back to the past. rewind, rewind, rewind.
nostalgia sometimes paints old mistakes in softer light. it takes skill to make someone pine for old misery, and he has so much practice.
what he doesn’t want you to know is this:
it is simpler to miss what you once had, than to fear what could be.
don’t let him fool you.
the time being in which you live is more valuable than any page from his book.
(via aboveeethestars)