Latest update in TBBT.
The trouble with life isn’t that there is no answer, it’s that there are so many answers.
| — | Ruth Benedict |
It’s not how we fall. It’s how we get back up again.
| — | Patrick Ness, Monsters of Men |
This looks rather soothing.
It’s not that I don’t believe love exists. It does. I believe it never lasts.
| — | incandescentghost (via wnq-writers) |
We carry notebooks with us
As a place to drop the pain
We carry notebooks with us
As a reminder it will be okay
We carry paper
So the pain has a place to go
We carry paper
So we don’t have to fight with our ghosts
We carry pens
So we can let it out
We carry pens
So we don’t have to drown
We write
To put out the fire
We write
To stay alive
| — | robyn1513 (via wnq-writers) |
If you’re wondering about telling someone that thing that’s tearing you apart: do it. It will save you.
Breathe through the fear, and walk through the fire.
| — | espereia (via wnq-writers) |
Easy to say, hard to do.
A part of me feels empty
is it my soul, or is it my mind, it sure is hard to fill up
things you can’t even define
| — | livinginthefuturecmk (via wnq-writers) |
Don’t compare your Chapter 1 to someone else’s Chapter 20.
| — | Unknown (via cattedrali) |
-shz
So much feelings, yet none seem to make sense.
hyperactivekidshz 