nourhhh:

You end up real disappointed when you go through life thinking people have the same heart as you.

(via dorkyravenclaw)

Your mother did not raise you with a wolf in your chest so you could howl over losing a man.

People wait
all week for friday,
all year for summer,
all life for happiness.

I want to write a novel about silence. The things people don’t say.

Virginia Woolf (via unabashinglyme)

(via foralliknowofyounow)