Run as far as you can

 

And again, in case instagram disappears:

Nobody will protect you from your suffering.  You can’t cry it away or eat it way or starve it away or walk it away or punch it away or even therapy it away.  It’s just there, and you have to survive it.  You have to endure it.  You have to live through it and love it and move on and be better for it and run as far as you can in the direction of your best and happiest dreams across the bridge that was built by your own desire to heal.

– Cheryl Strayed, Tiny Beautiful Things via instagram @messyheadss

Whole ass

I Only Want Forever Relationships

Whole ass.
That’s part of my brain now.
I’m a whole ass kind of person.
I love it.
My goal in life now is to be able to say to someone “I whole assedly want you”.
It’s feeding them three lines:

“No way asshole”
“I want your whole ass”
“Huh?”

Which will they choose?

Every love is forever. Loving changes us. The shadow it casts is long, long, long. Is it a dark and cold shadow, is it a warm and welcoming darkness, lights out in a cozy bedroom with someone who whole-assedly wants you back?  Either way, forever, forever, we are changed and the echoes never stop, whether anyone is there to hear them or not.