THE ATOMIC BOMB IS NOT AS LOUD AS MY HEARTBEAT WHEN YOU LIE NEXT TO ME.
“You” by Lora Mathis (via lucyflores2011)

lintott:

no one ever likes me as much as i like them 

Suddenly she realized that what she was regretting was not the lost past but the lost future, not what had not been but what would never be.
F. Scott Fitzgerald (via massachusettsprep)

(Source: theunquotables)

Your opinion about yourself is the only one that means anything.
Yet you focus on everyone else’s opinion.
While they focus their opinions on you and you on them,
No one is paying any attention to their own hearts.

Ronald Andrés Moore (via thatlitsite)
Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.
Neil GaimanThe Sandman, Vol. 9: The Kindly Ones (via feellng)