It is a two-way traffic, the language of the unsaid.
Anne Carson (via likeafieldmouse)
When I loved myself enough, I began leaving whatever wasn’t healthy. This meant people, jobs, my own beliefs and habits - anything that kept me small. My judgement called it disloyal. Now I see it as self-loving.
Kim McMillen (via auberginesheets)
Tact is the ability to tell someone to go to hell in such a way that they look forward to the trip.
~ Winston Churchill (via conflictingheart)
n. the inexplicable urge to push people away, even close friends who you really like—as if all your social tastebuds suddenly went numb, leaving you unable to distinguish cheap politeness from the taste of genuine affection, unable to recognize its rich and ambiguous flavors, its long and delicate maturation, or the simple fact that each tasting is double-blind.
A long time ago I learned not to explain things to people. It misleads them into thinking they’re entitled to know everything I do.
Everything you love is here(via lovequotesrus)
I’m forever torn between home and the illusion of home