January 2010
Yesterday once more…
Letting go without tears. Not a drop.
Riding a...
– Unforgettable events of 2009
A year’s final sigh
and the stealing of my breath.
Put your hand in mine.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott) (via quote-book)
December 2009
Ev’ry so often we long to steal
To the land of what-might-have-been
But...
– I’m not that girl.
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I’ve learned a lot this year…I learned that things don’t always turn out the way...
– Jennifer Weiner (via runawaytrain) (via juhhhnet)
2009 - Ditto
whileibreatheihope:
” If you’re feeling frightened about what comes next, don’t be. Embrace the uncertainty. Allow it to lead you places. Be brave as it challenges you to exercise both your heart and your mind as you create your own path towards happiness, don’t waste time with regret. Spin wildly into your next action. Enjoy the present, each moment, as it comes; because you’ll never get...
Marshmallow exploded in the microwave.
Chocolate burnt.
– S’mores. I sucked at making them.
I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness...
– Og Mandino (via fuckyeahhappy)
Captain Hook: She was leaving you, Pan! Your Wendy was leaving you. Why should she stay? What have you to offer? You are incomplete. Let us now take a peep into the future, shall we?
Captain Hook: 'Tis the fair Wendy. She's in her nursery. The window is shut.
Peter: I'll open it.
Captain Hook: I'm afraid the window is barred.
Peter: I'll call out her name!
Captain Hook: She can't hear you...
Peter: No!
Captain Hook: She can't see you.
Peter: Wendy!
Captain Hook: She's forgotten all about you.
Peter: Stop! Please! Stop it!
I’m not going to lie, though I do it often. When someone matters, I’ll tell them...
– ~ Sleeping with ghosts (via gatekeeper)
acquainted with the night
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reluctantbuddha:
I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain —and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light.
I have looked down the saddest city lane. I have passed by the watchman on his beat And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.
I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet When far away an interrupted cry Came over houses from...
Grief may be a thing we all have in common, but it looks different on everyone....
– Grey’s Anatomy (via whileibreatheihope)