I don’t think people love me. They love versions of me I have spun for them, versions of me they have construed in their minds. The easy versions of me, the easy parts of me to love.

Unknown (via unlively)

I heard that more than
ninety percent of the ocean
remains undiscovered,
so maybe that’s
where I am.
Maybe that’s where
I’ll find myself.

A.Y // who are you? (i don’t know)

Your mother did not raise you with a wolf in your chest so you could howl over losing a man.

read this on here today and i haven’t stopped thinking about this quote since (via pluiedem)