Look, let me put it this way: with me, you’re number one and there isn’t even a number two.
Charles Bukowski, Women (via larmoyante)
Pain is a pesky part of being human, I’ve learned it feels like a stab wound to the heart, something I wish we could all do without, in our lives here. Pain is a sudden hurt that can’t be escaped. But then I have also learned that because of pain, I can feel the beauty, tenderness, and freedom of healing. Pain feels like a fast stab wound to the heart. But then healing feels like the wind against your face when you are spreading your wings and flying through the air! We may not have wings growing out of our backs, but healing is the closest thing that will give us that wind against our faces.

C. JoyBell C. (via hqlines)

 

(via kushandwizdom)

I have no armour left. You’ve stripped it from me. Whatever is left of me—whatever is left of me—whatever I am—I’m yours.
James Bond
If she’s amazing, she won’t be easy. If she’s easy, she won’t be amazing. If she’s worth it, you wont give up. If you give up, you’re not worthy. … Truth is, everybody is going to hurt you; you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for.
Bob Marley, Guitar Chord Songbook (via hqlines)


You can talk with someone for years, everyday, and still, it won’t mean as much as what you can have when you sit in front of someone, not saying a word, yet you feel that person with your heart, you feel like you have known the person for forever…. connections are made with the heart, not the tongue.

C. JoyBell C. (via hqlines)

 

(via kushandwizdom)

We’ll always have Toronto.

The saddest word
in the whole wide world
is the word almost.


He was almost in love.
She was almost good for him.
He almost stopped her.
She almost waited.
He almost lived.
They almost made it.


Tiny Stories (via lobstersandlilly)

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