I want to get more comfortable being uncomfortable. I want to get more confident being uncertain. I don’t want to shrink back just because something isn’t easy. I want to push back, and make more room in the area between I can’t and I can.

Kristin Armstrong (via wordsthat-speak)

thedbldee:

Handwritten Love Notes #2
I’ve used this first line before, I know, but I really like this.
More.
Loving you feels like learning a foreign language. At first it doesn’t make any sense to me and I don’t understand what I keep doing wrong. I’m flustered and I sound stupid. But the point of learning a language is that the more time you spend with it, the better you get. Being in love with you feels like learning more about you, what you like, what you don’t like. Loving you feels like being out and seeing something that reminds me of you. Love is like being fluent in you.
When I see flowers growing from graves I remember there is life after death. And when I feel the fireworks in veins when she grabs my hand, I remember that there is also life after you too.

Life moves on J.S (via unsads)

Sometimes I forget that you are not my home anymore

10-word story (via missinyouiskillingme)

missinyouiskillingme:

It hurts.
They say every atom in our bodies was once part of a star. Maybe I’m not leaving. Maybe I’m going home.

Gattaca, 1997 (via artvevo)

arunaea:

Tumblr on We Heart It.
She’s the type of girl that can be so hurt but can still look at you and smile.

Unknown (via unlively)

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