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Meeting You Was A Gift, Being Yours Was A Blessing. Leaving You Was A Pain, But Moving On From You Was

meeting you was a gift, being yours was a blessing. leaving you was a pain, but moving on from you was pure bliss.

an excerpt from a book i’ll never write (via @angleofdepression)

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8 years ago

I’ve never understood how people can so selflessly give themselves to others and things they love, but since I met you all I want to do is give myself to you even if that means running out of the essence of me.

Excerpt from a book I will never write #1022 // selfless love (via excerptsofstories)

8 years ago

As long as you look for someone else to validate who you are by seeking their approval, you are setting yourself up for disaster. You have to be whole and complete in yourself. No one can give you that. You have to know who you are - what others say is irrelevant.

Nic Sheff (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

8 years ago
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8 years ago

“I fell in love with him when I was 17, she said, now I’m 21. It took me 4 years to resign myself. 4 years to fully realize I would never have him. ” “So, you stopped loving him eventually. ” “No, no, you don’t understand. I gave up on him because I had to, that doesn’t mean I no longer love him. It’s not the type of love that can possibly end. ”

Until eternity (via sleevesofgrass)