"there’s a person who makes flowers grow on my heart right on my fucking heart and you’d think that’d be bad for my health but you’re wrong it’s the best thing to ever happen to me and now all my other organs are thinking about starting gardens too"
the marks humans leave are too often scars.
john green

stayspectacular:

4-minute difference
(7:40am, 7:44am)

SubhanAllah

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We all have our scars. From loving someone too deeply. From wanting to protect someone too much.
Mei Tachibana, Say I Love You (via quotethat)    
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aseaofquotes:

Bret Easton Ellis, Less Than Zero

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Bret Easton Ellis, Less Than Zero

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I think the saddest thing someone could ever say is ‘please don’t leave me’.
R.R (via missinyouiskillingme)    
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Styria Trailer / Lara + Carmilla 

"Come with me, if we’re together nothing can hurt us"

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Let’s admit, without apology, what we do to each other.
Richard Siken, from Detail Of The Fire (via violentwavesofemotion)    
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It’s okay to fill your life with things
that aren’t other people. One day
you’re going to be in love, but
today you’re going to make
something with your bare hands
and be proud of it. You are not a
half-person or a single puzzle
piece or a home with empty
bedrooms and you’re certainly
not around just to fill someone
else’s empty spaces either.
anne, me, myself and I     
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One of the first things they ask you in the ER is to rate your pain on a scale from 1 to 10. I’ve been asked this question hundreds of times and I remember once, when I couldn’t catch my breath and I felt like my chest was on fire, the nurse asked me to rate the pain. Though I couldn’t speak, I held up 9 fingers. Later, when I started feeling better, the nurse came in and she called me a fighter. “You know how I know?” she said, “You called a 10 a 9.” But that wasn’t the truth.

I didn’t call it a 9 because I was brave. The reason I called it a 9 was because I was saving my 10… and this was it. 

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There’s a monster at the end of this book. It’s the blank page where the story ends and you’re left alone with yourself and your thoughts.
Welcome to Night Vale (via raleighdrift)    
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felixdawkins:

#and we’re here to take over your lives and make you dread the weekends

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