“My delightful, my love, my life, I don’t understand anything: how can you not be with me? I’m so infinitely used to you that I now feel myself lost and empty: without you, my soul. You turn my life into something light, amazing, rainbowed—you put a glint of happiness on everything.”— Vladimir Nabokov in his letter to Vera Slonim, August 1924, featured in Letters to Vera
the-poetic-broken-masterpiece:
“i want to run away. it’s not that i hate this place, or that something particularly horrible has happened. i feel the never ending need to go and run and see new things and breathe different air. i feel the need to go somewhere where i know nothing and learn absolutely everything about it until it could be my hometown. i want to go start over and find new friends and new family. maybe, sometime after all that, i’ll come back here. maybe i’ll apologize for leaving so abruptly without any goodbyes, and maybe i’ll find my old friends and we’ll catch up. but, in all honesty, if i leave, that’s it. even the people that would miss me will slowly move on and will probably hate me for leaving without a word. this place wouldn’t be the same when or if i ever chose to come back. it would never feel like “home” again. but maybe that’s okay.”—
“Find me now. Before someone else does.”— Haruki Murakami
I wonder if anyone ever considered that the dragon guarding the princess was really a metaphor for the princess’s strength, power, fire, all the things the prince could not handle and that his killing the dragon was destroying the part of her that was truly magical just so he could possess her, he could own her, he could have her and her crown. Maybe if the dragon defeated the prince for a change, her true happiness in genuinely being herself could be found.
Nikita Gill, Excerpt From: Rethinking The Fairytale
How many calories does jumping to conclusions burn?
People will stab you, and then get offended, saying you have no right to bleed.
Eliot Knight (via eli0tknight)
Then again, she didn’t like small talk either, so she was glad he wasn’t commenting on the weather or the landscape. Life was too big and too short and too important to talk about the lack of rain or the latest gossip. She wanted to know how people felt about themselves and one another, whether they were happy or sad. She wanted to know what made them feel loved and what hurt them to the core. She wanted to know about their past, how they got where they were, and their relationships with their mothers and fathers and siblings. She wanted to know if she was the only mixed-up person in the world who felt completely and utterly alone.
Ellen Marie Wiseman, The Life She Was Given (via quoted-books)
Please be patient with those who have anxiety
They say sorry a lot because they’re genuinely afraid they’ve insulted you somehow
They ask if they’re annoying because they genuinely think they’ve somehow annoyed you
They say things are ‘awkward’ because they can be uncomfortable in any situation, no matter who with, they don’t mean to personally hurt you
They cry because sometimes people and situations are too much, not because they’re looking for attention
They don’t text you a lot because they’re clingy, it’s because if you don’t reply, they think they’ve done something wrong
They can be set off by little things, so don’t say they’re overreacting when they panic
Please be patient with those who have anxiety
They only mean the best