“I felt both wildly, piercingly glad to be alive and also like I did not know what to do with the life I now held in my hands. It was as if someone had handed me the moon, and what does one do with the moon? What does one do with a life when one had expected to be dead?”— Marya Hornbacher, Waiting
Even if you don’t realize it, you are moving forward.
(via vinebox)
“I promise you my pain wasn’t poetic.It was days without sleep and pretending I was stable enough to continue.”—
Unknown
(viathelovenotebook)
“And I don’t know what it is that has got me hooked on you, But I can’t get your finger prints off my heart, or your touch off my skin. All I know is that every night I lay there missing you. Craving you, needing you.”—
A.d.c
(viathelovenotebook)