hidayxh:

are you healed, or just distracted

p96al:

soracities:

“Sunday evening, winter morning, November dusk. We belong where love finds us.”

— Anne Michaels, from “Infinite Gradation”  (via existential-celestial)

the-book-diaries:

“Do not expect people to tell you the truth because they also lie to themselves.”

— Don Miguel Ruiz, The Four Agreements