You should know that there is something worse than hate and that is unlove. Because hate is anger over something lost, hate is passion, hate is misguided, it’s caring for the wrong things but it is still caring. But unlove, unlove is to unkiss, to unremember, to unhold, to undream, to undo everything that ever was and leave smooth stone behind in its wake. No fire. No fury. Just, nothing. And that is worse than hate.
I Wrote This for You (via larmoyante)
Maybe home is nothing but two arms holding you tight when you’re at your worst.
― Yara Bashraheel (via bl-ossomed)
One day, you’ll just be a memory to some people. Do your best to be a good one.
― Unknown (via carving-trees)