We’re all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness—and call it love—true love.
And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.
Well, let it pass, he thought; April is over, April is over. There are all kinds of love in the world, but never the same love twice.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, Magnetism (via ontelbaar)
I know it’ll make me stronger, but this really hurts.
Jer Coons- Legs
“I know the scars on your legs
I’ve seen them in my head
Like a map up to you when I’m climbing into bed
And I don’t think that it’s fair that he would lie with you there
And use my directions to get right there next to you”
The loneliness you feel with another person, the wrong person, is the loneliest of all.
You are not too old. You are not too young. You are not too poor. You are not too sick. You are not any of the things that stop you from doing what must be done. You are right here. You, are just right.
Maybe it just wasnt the right time, maybe we needed to grow a little first
People often ask me why I stopped using my tumblr
And my short answer is, “tumblr is for sad, lonely, or heartbroken people.” Not all people are necessarily feeling these emotional gaps, but this website fills an unspeakable need for connection that I haven’t felt I needed until this point. Regardless, right now I am feeling all three of these things. So tumblr, its great to be back.