From the shadows of death to the joys of life
From the shadows of death to the joys of life
I loved her, not for the way she danced with my angels, but for the way the sound of her name could silence my demons.
A dying friend once told me, ‘I wish I hadn’t spent so many Mondays wishing it were Friday. I also wish I had made better use of those Fridays, for better stories on Monday.’ A Wolf’s Thoughts  (via cremeblush)

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She was the kind of girlfriend god gives you young, so you’ll know loss for the rest of your life. Junot Diaz (via unlively)

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