The worst type of crying wasn’t the kind everyone could see—the wailing on street corners, the tearing at clothes. No, the worst kind happened when your soul wept and no matter what you did, there was no way to comfort it. A section withered and became a scar on the part of your soul that survived.
Katie McGarry, Pushing the Limits (via quotethat)
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“Mourning is not forgetting… It is an undoing. Every minute tie has to be untied and something permanent and valuable recovered and assimilated from the dust.”
(via sam-is-a-twinkie)
I miss you the most right now
“I knew you would walk away” by Lauren Bowman, featured in her poetry collection, The Evolution of a Girl
let’s just sit outside and talk all night and watch the stars together
Kirkjufellsfoss waterfall under the Northern lights. | By - Snorri Gunnarsson
“Solitude is dangerous. It’s very addictive. It becomes a habit after you realize how peaceful and calm it is. It’s like you don’t want to deal with people anymore because they drain your energy. “
Jim Carrey
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