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I was told love should be unconditional. That’s the rule, everyone says so. But if love has no boundaries, no limits, no conditions, why should anyone try to do the right thing ever? If I know I am loved no matter what, where is the challenge? It makes me think that everyone is very wrong, that love should have many conditions. Love should require both partners to be their very best at all times. Gillian Flynn (via bornreadygeneration)
Love makes you want to be a better man. But maybe love, real love, also gives you permission to just be the man you are. Gillian Flynn, Gone Girl (via quotes-shape-us)
It’s a very difficult era in which to be a person, just a real, actual person, instead of a collection of personality traits selected from an endless Automat of characters. Gillian Flynn, Gone Girl (via introspectivepoet)
There’s something disturbing about recalling a warm memory and feeling utterly cold. Gillian Flynn, Gone Girl  (via wordsnquotes)
you have a world-class vagina Gone Girl (2014)
We are all that matters, everything else is background noise. Amy Dunne, Gone Girl (via ass-parlor)
Childhood feels so permanent, like it’s the entire world, and then one day it’s over and you’re shoveling wet dirt onto your father’s coffin, stunned at the impermanence of everything. Jonathan Tropper, This is Where I Leave You (via reduvia)
blxck-princess:

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hplyrikz:

Clear your mind here

I have a consent nightmare that I get killed and feel the pain as it we’re so real and it never bothered me but now ever since I found her life’s worth living and My only fear is dying now because if I’m gone I’ll never see her and I never get to hold her again kiss her make love to her I’ll never be able to be with her. So I try my best to be careful now instead of taking reckless actions I think twice and it’s good that I do she hasn’t changed me but she’s made me realize I I really am the person I’ve been hiding and I’m Great full for that.

percussionhearts:

i see light in your eyes and i’ve been living in darkness my whole life up until the moment i first laid my eyes on yours
- n.h.s [percussionhearts]

This year I turned eighteen.
I was more surprised than anyone, believe me.
I’ve always been convinced that I would die young.
Tragically young.
I’ve never liked the fact that death
was out of my control. Something I couldn’t stop.
So I told myself I’d take the matter into my own hands,
and choose for myself the right time to die.
Everyone has heard the saying “the good die young”.
I wanted that to be me. I just couldn’t seem to
make people like me on this earth so, just maybe,
they’d like me once I left.

But then I turned eighteen,
and I told myself it was too late to die young.
But also, that it was too early.
The other day I woke up - and I was happy about it.
One day, you’ll have that too.
One day, you’ll wake up and thank yourself
for not giving up. There’s nothing heroic
about dying under your own circumstances; it’s only tragic.
People will hear your story and be saddened.
I don’t want to make people sad - there’s already enough
sadness in the world.
I want people to hear my story of how I survived
the demons in my head, and smile;
because they know they can too.
Because one day, they could be telling their story
to someone else who needs to hear it.
We’ve all had nights where we wished
we wouldn’t wake up the next day - but I’m telling you:
just wait until you see what it’s like
to wake up,
and be glad that you did.

This is what 2014 was for me, IS. (via throughouthenight)