How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on when in your heart you begin to understand there is no going back? There are some things that time cannot mend — some hurts that go too deep… that have taken hold.
(Source: lskywalkers, via becandthebluebox)
| my friends: | i love it when my boyfriend tells me he loves me |
| me: | i love it when my microwave tells me my food is ready |
“Sansa, permit me to share a bit of womanly wisdom with you on this very special day. Love is poison. A sweet poison, yes, but it will kill you all the same.”
(via fuckbees)