I’m not sure if I’m depressed; I mean I’m not sad but I’m not exactly happy either, I can laugh and joke and smile during the day but sometimes when I’m alone at night I forget how to feel.
Unknown (via falling-apart-sl0wly)

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This is what I know about love, that it is tested every day, and what is not renewed is lost. One chooses either to care more or to care less. Once the choice is to care less, then there is no stopping the momentum of goodbye. Each loved thing slips away. There is no stopping it.
Helen Humphreys, The Lost Garden (via fables-of-the-reconstruction)

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I’ve never seen any life transformation that didn’t begin with the person in question finally getting tired of their own bullshit.

Elizabeth Gilbert (via liquid-diamonds-flowing)


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Suddenly it was as if the roar of the crowd, the echo of the final buzzers, the cheers of my teammates were all sounding from 1,000 miles away, and what remained in that bizarre, muffled silence was only Peyton. The girl whose art, passion, and beauty had changed my life. In that moment, my triumph was not a state championship, but simple clarity. The realization that we had always been meant for each other and every instinct to the contrary had simply been a denial of the following truth - I was now and would always be in love with Peyton Sawyer.
Lucas Eugene Scott (via clarageek)

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I want to inspire people. I want someone to look at me and say, ‘Because of you I didn’t give up.’
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