"Healing doesn’t mean the damage never existed. It means the damage no longer controls our lives."
- (via rainydaysandblankets)
(Source: recoveringpeacock, via pureblyss)
I have written too many love poems
to write another about the stars
and the way the sun always visits the east
and west so neither feels alone
so this is not a love poem
but instead it is a poem about the way
your chest rises and falls
when you are sleeping and I cannot.
Edvard Munch - “From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them, and that is eternity.”
(Source: wistly, via solestruckshoes)
"Some people bring out the worst in you, others bring out the best, and then there are those remarkably rare, addictive ones who just bring out the most. Of everything. They make you feel so alive that you’d follow them straight into hell, just to keep getting your fix."
- Karen Marie Moning (via xokrista)
(Source: vastpastiche, via growingwildly)