“You Can Close Your Eyes To The Things You Do Not Want To See, But You Cannot Close Your Heart To The

You cannot outrun pain.

Roads of the Caucasus Mountains by Dmitry Kupratsevich

— Clementine Von Radics, from In A Dream You Saw A Way To Survive; "The Fear" (via lunamonchtuna)

Tal vez algún día nos podamos ver y podré decirte que estoy mejor, que ya no me dan ataques de ansiedad ni me dan ganas de llorar de repente, que aprendí a manejar mejor mis emociones y estas ya no me manejan a mi, algún día te podré agradecer con un café y tal vez un pastel, todo lo que hiciste por mi.

Las lágrimas fluyen aún en quien intenta detenerlas, y procuran alivio al espíritu. -Séneca

{“The sun is falling down on me when I’m in the air, Valentine’s my death date, as it is meant to be for the following years. I’ll have you know I die every year for the upcoming holiday, Fresh flowers in a bouquet, place it on my front doorstep, I won’t answer no matter what you say. So, If I were the river, and you were the sea, Would this make you happier than we were ever meant to be. Languages, several, the downfall of me, English my love, Turkish my worst nightmare, the phantom tollbooth. But they took everything from me, would this be a good enough of an excuse for you to allow me to ache, Bury my head underneath a pillow, lack the oxygen I already don’t deserve, Suffocate myself so the air of Malibu wouldn’t make me cry underneath the atmospheric pressure? I’m falling down a skyscraper, in my dreams, Would you catch me before I meet the ground in an ease? The feeling surreal yet so real, I can’t depict which soul my own, belongs to me, before my wake. Why does relief make its way back to me when consciousness is gained, And I know it wasn’t real. I listen to alternative all day every day, I alternate as well maybe. Watching the sun switch places with the moon, I would love to do that with somebody who gets me, Switching places with the sun, So I could be in complete darkness with the moon. Would you Promise me this would be forever, Or will you, run away, twenty miles apart, Like all the others who went and came but never stayed?”}

-no soul other than mine, Dilara

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“To you, I’m gonna give all my secrets away. Would you then, if you knew everything about me, still you still want to stay?”

— simplesophistications

“The task is not in getting the healing the task is in what will you do with your healing. The task is not in seeing the light the task is in what will you do with the light. It is when you have choices that God can see who you really are not when you are without.”

— Patience Johnson, Why Does an Orderly God Allow Disorder