If you told me today our being together would result in heartbreak, I would still choose to be with you because I believe that truly living life is in the experiences, not the outcomes.
Kathryn Vance-Perez, Love and Truth (via larmoyante)
He taught me so much about life and love, so much about myself and about others. We shared, with each other, things that we had never spoken out loud. And that feeling will never change even after we do. He helped mold me into a better person for the next time love comes around again- I know what to do, what not to do and how much of myself I should really give. And I guess I’m writing this all out in hopes that people will understand that life doesn’t stop for you to wait around hoping for things to stay the same because frankly, they won’t. And people you can’t imagine living without, sometimes, will leave. People will give up on you. People do change. But you can’t let it destroy you or hurt you so much that you forget about your worth and value. It hurts like hell right now but I promise you the feeling after the process of healing is worth it. And you have to let yourself love again, like you’ve never been hurt.
It’s addictive to look at you, watching every move you make. I want to kiss you, waste my time on you, keep your secrets, take care of your moments, hug you, adore you. Your insanity is my science.
J.f (via topshoq)
I’ve put up with too much, too long, and now I’m just too intelligent, too powerful, too beautiful, too sure of who I am finally to deserve anything less.
Sandra Cisneros (via lovely—delight)
The sun is perfect and you woke this morning. You have enough language in your mouth to be understood. You have a name, and someone wants to call it. Five fingers on your hand and someone wants to hold it. If we just start there, every beautiful thing that has and will ever exist is possible. If we start there, everything, for a moment, is right in the world.
Warsan Shire (via lovely—delight)
"Ultimately there is no test of literary merit except survival, which is itself an index to majority opinion.” ― George Orwell, In Front of Your Nose: 1945-1950