constantquibbling-deactivated20:
i was never worried about dying
until it meant leaving you behind.
she’d never wanted anything more and he’d never wanted anything less
( via @amaranthinereflection )
“Tell me it meant something,” she said.
“Or tell me it meant nothing.”
“Or tell me how tragic it is that I cannot decide which is worse.”
Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #94 (via blossomfully)
If it matters to you, it’s not stupid.
S.Z. ll It’s taken me seventeen years but I finally figured this out. (via blossomfully)
