I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches, only writes to, keeps little photographs of.
— Charles Bukowski; (Love is a Dog From Hell)
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You could have been rain. I could have been a lick of salt. But we were blessed—in this time, in this place—to be human beings, alive in rare ways we often take for granted.
— The Book Of Awakening
Mark Nepo (via spacepandas)
Confidence is being able to say ‘Fuck you, I’m the shit’ without opening your mouth, say it with your walk, with your smile, say it with your entire being.
— Tati-Ana Mercedes (via masturbationdestination) … No idea who Tati-Ana Mercedes is, but, I feel ya girl. Words to live by. (via live-to-the-point-of-tears)
He loved her in a subtle kind of way. It wasn’t the kind of love you see in movies, with swelling music and giant gestures and running through the streets to catch a departing train. It wasn’t the kind of love that Byron or Shakespeare wrote about, with flowery language and hyperbole and iambic pentameter. It was still and deep, like water that you might mistake for shallow if you just watched the surface. It was entirely his, not dependent on her own feelings for him, and it would still be there whether she, or him, or everyone else on the world disappeared. It was a subtle kind of love, but it was true.
— Jake Christie, Small Stories (via murmurrs)
J. (via kristinamarie)
A good laugh and a long sleep are the two best cures for anything.
— Irish Proverb (via driedfruits)Word.
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You must love in such a way that the person you love feels free.
— Thich Nhat Hanh (via sorakeem)
