Source: NYTimes

Source: NYTimes

I am not this year and I am not your fault.
I am muscles building cells, a little every day, because they broke that day,
but bones are stronger once they heal and I am smiling to the bus driver and replacing my groceries once a week and I am not sitting for hours in the shower anymore.
I am the way a life unfolds and bloom and seasons come and go and I am the way the spring always finds a way to turn even the coldest winter into a field of green and flowers and new life.
I am not your fault.
Charlotte Eriksson (via miscellaneous-quotes)
We can view depression as a profound and very misunderstood state of deep rest, entered into when we are completely exhausted by the weight of our own identity. It is an unconscious loss of interest in our story. It is a profound call to let go of the old, and plunge into the new …
Jeff Foster (via water-veiled)
I’m right here I’m your star crossed lover
I lie here like a starless lover
I’ll die here as your phantom lover
I never learn, I never learn
Lykke Li, “I Never Learn” (via larmoyante)
unnavigable:

Fingerprints by Meagan Ileana on Flickr.
I didn’t like having to explain to them, so I just shut up, smoked a cigarette, and looked at the sea.
Albert Camus, The Stranger (via wordsnquotes)