She is safer if she does not speak too much, write too much, feel too much; and yet she is dying this way, she is gently dying on a bed of roses.Michael Cunningham, from “The Hours,” originally published c. 1998
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5 years ago // 3,481 notes
It felt like we were making the best out of our shitty situation, but it was just a mask we put on to continue the act of pretend happiness.
5 years ago // 0 notes
my gut was right.
God is great and God has shown me the way.
i need to find out whts going on.
5 years ago // 0 notes
if You stop guiding me even the lights won’t guide me home so do not leave me God do not leave my soul
9 years ago // 1 note
