Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear so immediately that the two of you, on some level, belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you’re in love or creating things together or foxhole buddies or partners in crime. It’s so clear, right off the bat, that this is what you’re supposed to be doing, that this is what you’re for. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest of circumstances, and they help you make a life. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but. It definitely makes me believe in something.
— thelovenotebook (via thelovenotebook)

So when people leave, I’ve learned the secret: let them. Because, most of the time, they have to.

Let them walk away and go places. Let them have adventures in the wild without you. Let them travel the world and explore life beyond a horizon that you exist in. And know, deep down, that heroes aren’t qualified by their capacity to stay but by their decision to return.

— The Staying Philosophy (Everyday Isa)
There is something about
night-time that seems to
accentuate
everything.
Forgotten feelings
you have buried in
your chest.
The empty space
in the palm of
your hand.
This unspoken hurt
that gnaws on
your bones
and leaves you
aching
for someone to tell you
the secrets of survival.
— A.Y // these are trying times (via 2wentysixletters)
I’ll be coming home to you.
— Lang Leav (via a-hope-less-wanderer)
modernise:

Maldives

modernise:

Maldives

Love people and use things. Don’t love things and use people.
— (via ispeakquotes)
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Holly Bourne, Soulmates

aseaofquotes:

Holly Bourne, Soulmates