You know that point in your life when you realize the house you grew up in isn’t...– Garden State (via exhiist)
We were young,we were in our teens. It wasn’t real love, spent behind bars. Oh it’s sad to think, we just let it be. Prisoners of love.
The way animals sense how upset you are is utterly fascinating. My dog has not left my side.
Cause the truth is you left a pretty big whole that I’m yet to fill.
Do you think it ever goes? That aching, that emptiness, that desire for another? Or is it only when someone else comes along and touches your soul it gets covered up? I’m curious.
He felt as though he were failing in practically every area of his life. Lately,...– Nicholas Sparks, The Choice (via alfsaga)
Lie to me like you used to, tell me everything is...
I don't, never have & never will NEED you.
I got me, myself & I.
I must get my soul back from you; I am killing my flesh without it.– Sylvia Plath (via thechocolatebrigade)