What’s the good of dragging up sufferings which are over, of being unhappy now just because you were then.Seneca (via creatingaquietmind)
They were all cursed with something.
And her curse was loneliness.
And a heavy — oh, the heaviest heart.
April 17 2014 4:47AM
I hope you will go out and let stories happen to youClarissa Pinkola Estés (via fawun)
i find myself at 1am with thoughts
that make my bones ache.