It’s a lot easier to be angry at someone than it is to tell them you’re hurt.
— Tom Gates (via golden-needle)
She is not “my girl.”
She belongs to herself. And I am blessed, for with all her freedom, she still comes back to me, moment-to-moment, day-by-day, and night-by-night.
How much more blessed can I be?
— Avraham Chaim, Thoughts after The Alchemist (via barbieandken)
Everything seems to be exhausting me, no matter how much sleep or how much coffee I drink or how long I lie down, something inside me seems to have given up. My soul is tired.
— Unknown (via closedforprayer)