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I’m running from the very person I’m chasing, and this is how I know I’m in love.

Jarod Kintz (via wordsnquotes)

In a gentle way you can shake the world.

Gandhi (via fyp-philosophy)

hi, i'm really sorry to bother you! i stumbled across a quote about "knowing people" that was on your blog a few days ago but i can no longer find it... i think there was a bit that went something like "there are people you wish you could never think about again, but you do."

Yes, we know which quote you are talking about: 

“In your life, you meet people. Some you never think about again. Some, you wonder what happened to them. There are some that you wonder if they ever think about you. And then there are some you wish you never had to think about again. But you do.”

– C.S. Lewis

The problem with the truth is that everyone has a different version. Each is stained with dirt from the hands holding it, melting in our selfish palms, becoming smudged and blurry. And then it is not the truth at all, but an almost-truth, silently mourning its transformation, suffocating between trembling, desperate fingertips.

Z.M. (via wnq-writers)

When I look at you, I see the stars. Sadly, when you look at me, all you see is a black hole, ready to consume all the light that’s coming out of you.

anakinskaywalker  (via wnq-writers)

I am so tired, love. I’m so very, very tired.

Tahereh Mafi  (via wordsnquotes)

I have the sneaking suspicion that some souls got mixed up with bodies too small, for mine is constantly struggling to break out of this one.

Z.M. (via wnq-writers)

She wears strength and darkness equally well, the girl has always been half goddess, half hell.

Nikita Gill (via wordsnquotes)

Don't destroy something simply because you don't like it; someone else may love it.

I over missed you. I over loved you. I over cared. 
Now I can’t seem to miss you anymore. 
I still feel everything but less. 
You still matter but less.

euthanasia6 (via wnq-writers)

My biggest fear is being referred to by a man as “chill.” I am not chill. I am sensitive. And anxiety ridden. And poetic. I am sexual. Supportive. Loving. Oh so loving. Long after you leave I will still dream about you, write about you. I will write you a song and sing you to sleep. But I am not chill. I am me.

@likewedream (via lovelustquotes)

She’s definitely eccentric, but I don’t think she’s crazy. There’s a logical thread to what she says, more or less. It’s just that…I don’t know…something’s bothering me.

Haruki Murakami, 1Q84 (via wordsnquotes)

You can burn me, but I will still come back because you are the reason the sun although 5,600 degrees, capable of mass destruction it gives the world light.

mylifeinacrazycity  (via wordsnquotes)

She said she was being nice, as her words crushed my heart.

diehanse (via wnq-writers)

you see, that’s the thing about darkness. Once it gets a taste of light, it wont stop until it has swallowed the sun.

smoky-veins  (via wordsnquotes)

Someone once told me that human beings have three dimensions: how you see yourself, how others see you, and how you want others to see you. The closer the distance between the three dimensions, the more at peace you are and the more stable you become.

Marwa Rakha, The Poison Tree  (via wordsnquotes)