February 2011
January 2011
“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung...”
– C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves (via deadmarch)
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strangers
every child, when they were little yet old enough to know of the world, was told by their parents not to talk to strangers. and each year when a child would go missing, the same old adage would be reiterated until their ears would bleed because that’s all they could hear. as i got older i found it easier and easier to talk to strangers in comparison to the people i already knew. i can only...
“Fate is like a strange, unpopular restaurant, filled with odd waiters who bring...”
– Lemony Snicket (via deadmarch)
“Holding anger is a poison. It eats you from inside. We think that by hating...”
– (via iamnocturnal)
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I’m afraid that the person I was destined to be with was the person I ignored when I was walking down the street. The one who smiled at me, but I was looking down as I walked. It scares me bit with the thought of meeting that person already—and missing my chance. I know it is absurd. But isn’t it bizarre how the person we might end up marrying is breathing on this planet? Maybe not for you, but...
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an absence
i can tell you aren’t here.
the emptiness fills me up inside
and makes me shake at night
when i’m all alone.
when you feel nostalgic towards something but you...