#lonley quotes

[sweet-darkkness]

Lo hice con cariño, no me debes nada.

[what-iz-life]

Lord please let the tables turn, i'm so tired. let me experience genuine things in life.

[carl0p]

[brokenobstacless]

I'm sorry, I just didn't think you could hurt me that much.

[sukainaalhaidari]

“Loneliness may feel like a shadow, but even shadows prove there’s light nearby. Use this time to seek that light—it could be a passion, a purpose, or a new connection waiting to be found.”

[psykopaths]

[inkwell-chronicles]

She asked him, with the stars of the universe twinkling in her eyes: What is loneliness? He ponders and after reflecting on his own life experiences he says: “To greave something… or not love anything enough to miss it when it’s gone.”

[littlest-bugz]

Even in a room full of people, I am utterly alone. What a terrible feeling it is to be loved, yet unknown.

on the loneliness of living in your twenties

credits - credit help always appreciated!! Maggie Nelson, Bluets || unknown || unknown || Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being || preludetomydeath on tumblr || Masashi Kishimoto from unknown || Anne Sexton, A Self-Portrait in Letters || Unknown || Unknown || Suzanne Scanlon, Promising Young Women || mattmurdock-gf on tumblr || inkskinned on tumblr || unknown || Chunking Express [1994]

[fishy-fish-fishing]

I have become hopeless hoping for hope every hopeless night.

-Fishy fish

[dave16389]

Please let me die in my sleep tonight

[sweet-darkkness]

Si hago cosas por ti no es para que me quieras , es para que sepas que te quiero.

[itachiskarasu]

A veces te veo en los cigarrillos de la gente o en los propios que fumo, pero la triste verdad, es que jamás estuvimos hechos para estar juntos en esta vida... O quizás en ninguna y solo me aferró a tu recuerdo

[raindropxoxo]

IS THAT TO MUCH TO ASK FOR????😭

[cozyinmycornerr]

I'm never enough, but I'm "too much." I don't get it.

[27paperlilies]

Silver friend You sit in silver silence, eyes of luminous essence watching all the new be born, missing the old that withered before.

I wish I could reach for you, to truly bask in your cool presence, could I meet the man they say lives there and would he have a storey to share.

The coldness is not cruel but neither is it kind, it somehow feels refreshing, but so old and lost in time, how many have wondered if they could call you mine.

[sxllyvxl]

What can I do if at the end of the day I don't love him like I used to.