There’s a brief moment when you first wake up where you have no memories, a blissful blank slate, a happy emptiness, but it doesn’t last long and you remember exactly where you are and what you are trying to forget.
|—||Carrie Bradshaw, The Carrie Diaries (via naimabarcelona)|
Jeannette Walls, The Glass Castle
When my absence doesn’t alter your life, then my presence has no meaning in it.
|—||unknown (via hopeinspiresme)|
I give a fuck. I give lots of fucks, actually. I’m a prostitute of feelings.
And then we never spoke again.
|—||my 6 word story (via un8common)|