You always told me
I was strong
It hurts so much
To prove you wrong.
― M.S.  (via s-targaze)

(Source: coffee-crinkled-pages)

If I had another heart I’d let you break that one too.
― Unknown (via zubat)
I’ve got to
decide:
kill myself or
love myself?
― Charles Bukowski, from Cows In Art Class  (via agirlnamedh0pe)

(Source: violentwavesofemotion)

It wasn’t my day. My week. My month. My year. My life. God damn it.
― Charles Bukowski (via papernymphe)

(Source: blackestdespondency)


I’m sad that you can’t know how I love.
Alexander Sumarokov, from In Vain I Hide My Heart’s Fierce Pain (via coffeekaling)

(Source: violentwavesofemotion)



theglasschild:

“Oscar Wilde said that if you know what you want to be, then you inevitably become it - that is your punishment, but if you never know, then you can be anything. There is a truth to that. We are not nouns, we are verbs. I am not a thing - an actor, a writer - I am a person who does things - I write, I act - and I never know what I am going to do next. I think you can be imprisoned if you think of yourself as a noun.”

— Stephen Fry

(Source: lyblac)

prozacgen:

And I thought I was yours forever,
Maybe I was mistaken but I just cannot manage to make it through the day
Without thinking of you lately.

(Source: cmonet)

Love is never easy when it hides in the shadows of guilty kisses and hands secretly held.

Michael Faudet 

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(via lovequotesrus)

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