Concept: You and me going on an aquarium date, and you looking at a starfish in awe while I look at you.

“I’d bite myself and take out my feelings with my teeth.”

— Dacia Maraini, tr. by Tim Vode, from “Dreams of Clytemnestra,” wr. c. 1994 (via violentwavesofemotion)

“The hardest part of letting go is understanding that the other person is okay without you.”

— B.M.

i just want my life to revolve around love and art and passion and making others feel safe and secure and just enjoy living as a whole and i don't think that's too much to ask for tbh

Memories of when you were better in your deen are the most painful. That’s the ultimate goal and you are just not there anymore. You lost track. You were distanced.

Why does no one talk about how friends can break your heart so devastatingly, sometimes a million times worse than romantic partners?

If you’re ever lucky enough to find and meet someone who loves you whole heartedly, don’t take advantage of that person’s kindness. Maybe you feel like it’s not enough for you, or maybe you feel like it’s not a big deal to you. But I guarantee you, you won’t ever meet another person who will love and care for you as much as that person does. And once you lose them, it’ll be too late.

i don't like it when someone is easy to reach. when someone is open to everyone, when literally anyone can get their attention. it is a question of values ​​and principles not to be open to everyone and not to have the need for everyone's attention. people who are easily available won't value soulful connections.

You might not have been my first love but you were the love that made all other loves seem irrelevant.

"One day I will tell you about the violence that made me gentle"

As you get older, you'll realize that all you want is to make money and to be with someone who gives you calm and peace.

i think loving someone can be described as the desire to make things easier for the other person

"Would you peel an orange for me?"

I would peel a pomegranate for you.

be soft because your softness is someone's safe place.

I like depth. I like when I can look at something and feel it in my heart. I like when I read a few sentences and feel like I’m drowning. I’m not a masochist or sadist, I just enjoy the quiet reminders that my heart does more than pump blood.

She is at a point in her life where she just wants to hug someone and tell them how tired and drained she really is. Someone who can make her feel safe, seen, secured, and protected.

“Goodbye to you; Goodbye to everything that I knew. You were the one I loved; the one thing that I tried to hold on to.”

— Goodbye my Lover