We are dying from overthinking. We are slowly killing ourselves by thinking about everything. Think. Think. Think. You can never trust the human mind anyway. It’s a death trap.

Anthony Hopkins (via somofosoulful)

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i opened a book in the light of the
morning sky and i felt the pages
settle into my bones like an avalanche
like the world telling me to come home
or a fairytale in all its bittersweet beauty

there is an ocean dancing in my ribs
and the tide is singing all for you
this looks like a prologue to an epic
this looks like dawn breaking over seas
a story blooming in shades of gold
like treasure and love and your smile

i rolled my past up into chapter one
a mix of storms and loss and grief
and your past into chapter two
like a dulling ache of pain

here’s to dusklight and seafoam
spilling across the worn out pages
of a story where the epilogue is only
two broken hearts and pain

here’s to the sun over the horizon
and a fairytale born anew
lonely night novels  (via pirateslovebooty)


life advice: if someone you care about fucks you over, fuck them. it’s not worth it anymore.

I wanted to tell you
I’m struggling.
You said
You’d always be there.
But I need you now
And I don’t know how
To let you know.
I’m sorry.
I can’t…
I can’t…
I can’t…
― M.S. (via coffee-crinkled-pages)


do you ever just crave someone’s presence? like you would literally be happy just sitting next to them. it could be completely silent and it would just be magical to be there with them.

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