vjeranski:
“Jennifer Bartlett
Atlantic Ocean,1984
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Take a shower, wash off the day. Drink a glass of water. Make the room dark. Lie down and close your eyes.
Notice the silence. Notice your heart. Still beating. Still fighting. You made it, after all. You made it, another day. And you can make it one more.
You’re doing just fine.

― (via handcraftedinvirginia)

(Source: theglasschild)

When you are twenty years old, you will realize that sometimes you fight, with absolutely everything you have, and lose.

―

Alex Dang, Brenna Twohy, & Eirean Bradley - “Nearest Exit”

(via a-boy-and-his-books)

(Source: blackcoffee-goodbooks)

The twenties are as frenetic a decade as the teens. You have a voice inside your head repeating I want, I want, I want, but you don’t know what you want or how to get it. You hardly know who you are. You go on instinct. And your instinct mostly pushes you toward adventures you won’t grasp until you look back on them. Life can only be understood backward, but it must be lived forward, some sage once said.

― Erica Jong, in Fear of Flying’s Afterword.
(via the-healing-nest)

(Source: ablogwithaview)

melisica:
““I miss you. I miss not touching each other. Not seeing each other, not breathing in each other." Blue Is the Warmest Color (2013)
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