Citati iz knjige „I Love My Love“ autora Reyna Biddy

leticiamarie00
leticiamarie00je citiraoпре 2 године
How many times do you have to be hurt, humiliated,
thrown in the fire and burned,
embarrassed, neglected,
thrown in the ocean and forgotten,
lonely, bruised,
thrown under the bus and damaged,
broken, confused,
thrown in the mud after being used..
terrified, and stuck
till you realize that love doesn’t?
qwezqw2zqwe
qwezqw2zqweje citiraoпре 2 године
love note:
love doesn’t hurt. love heals.
anything or anyone that hurts you is not love.
people who don’t know how to love, hurt.
anything or anyone that stunts your growth, is not love.
no matter how perfect it may seem—some days.
there’s no such thing as a flower blooming beautifully—
without consistency..
without loyalty..
without attention..
without water..
without real love.
remember this.
enough
no more letting people in this way.
no more letting shit slide.
no more wondering.
no more late night cries.
no more trying to be the best me,
for people who don’t really “see” me.
Nia Douglas
Nia Douglasje citiralaпре 2 године
you spend too much time guarding your heart and not enough time nurturing it.
Inderjeet Singh
Inderjeet Singhje citiraoпре 7 месеци
i’ve fallen in love with you a million times in one night. our eyes stare in harmony. we’ve never shared “i love yous” but don’t be alarmed, my king,
i’m here for you..
whenever you need me..
whenever you don’t—
if that means anything.
Still the same me—who loves insanely.
After All
things i wish i was warned about before loving the boys who don't know how to love or be love(d)
Beautiful faces lead to ugly hearts.
He’ll break your heart.
He’ll look gorgeous doing it.. he’ll probably look even more beautiful than the first time you laid eyes on him.

में एक रात में एक लाख बार आप के प्यार में गिर गया है । हमारी आंखों में सौहार्द की नजर आ रही है. हमने कभी 'मुझे प्यार' नहीं किया है, लेकिन चिंतित नहीं हो, मेरे राजा, मैं आप के लिए यहाँ हूँ ..
जब भी आप मुझे जरूरत है ..
जब भी आप कुछ भी करने के लिए कुछ भी नहीं करते हैं.
फिर भी वही मुझे प्यार करता है.
सभी बातों के बाद मुझे चेतावनी दी गई कि मुझे उन लड़कों को प्यार करने से पहले सावधान कर दिया गया जो प्यार करने या प्यार करने के लिए कैसे किया जाता है (d) खूबसूरत चेहरे तो बदसूरत दिल के होते हैं.
वह तुम्हारा दिल तोड़ देगा.
वह बहुत खूबसूरत लग रहा होगा शायद आप उस पर नजर रख सकते हैं.

Saska Uzelac
Saska Uzelacje citiraoпре 10 месеци
if they knew i barely loved myself, would they still love me?

i’m not really sure who i am.. or who i want to be.

i’m not really sure my reflection was meant to define me.

my dreams keep me trapped because society has confined me.
aleksberladir
aleksberladirje citiraoпре 2 године
a closed mind don’t get fed and without soul food there is no growing
aggs1975
aggs1975je citiraoпре 2 године
you put yourself in a position where you miss out on not only a love that’s waiting for you—but life.
Jenny Skaggs
Jenny Skaggsje citiralaпре 2 године
Q: What can you tell someone who has major self-esteem/ self-confidence issues?
A: You know how long and hard God worked on you?
Achelois
Acheloisje citiralaпре 2 године
Stop diluting yourself to fit the standards of anyone who is unable to see how fucking perfect you are.
It’s not you, it’s them.
Don’t ever give anybody the power to define you,
alter who you are, or destroy you.
Your opinion about yourself is the only one that matters.
So fall in love.
As hard and as deep as possible—
with the only person who it makes sense to. YOU.
indygirl99
indygirl99je citiraoпре 3 године
i watched my mother give up on her happiness because the comfort of “till death do us part” was too sweet of a chorus.
Sydney Reyes
Sydney Reyesje citiralaпре 3 године
remember to save some you for you.
Jiggaaax
Jiggaaaxje citiraoпре 3 године
haven’t returned to this book since i left it. it’s been an entire year. i’ve watched its growth from a distance but never had the courage to swallow my pride and revisit. each page, a reality i once knew. i’ve been too afraid to face myself. i haven’t yet made peace with all of my truths. i anxiously gave birth to this song sometime in early December, without ever even knowing the meaning of “motherhood.” foolishly, i planted seeds for a garden of healing, unaware of the process. i neglected the responsibility of watering then nurturing. as i watched the leaves fall and come again, i tried my best to sing. i tried my best to remember how the lullaby went. the one that taught you how to be a good friend.. the one that encouraged us all to love each other.. the one that forgot to mention how to love ourselves. the lullaby that never mentioned the aching. every day i’m in pain. i watched my mother die many times before i was old enough to understand what it meant to be broken from heartache. i was too afraid to ask her if her heart was still beating. i was too afraid to ask her if her heart wasn’t beating. i was too afraid of the answer. i was too afraid of being alone.. so i always just left her alone. i watched my father take the form of an earthquake. my mother sung herself into an early deathbed. afraid of the reality of leaving, and what could have been or what could never be.. she stayed. i heard all of the nights she spent wailing every time she whispered “i love yous.” and “i trust yous.” i watched my father neglect those tears. i watched as he sat in broken silence. i watched as my mother held her Spanish tongue for the sake of an avoidable argument. i watched my mother give up on her happiness because the comfort of “till death do us part” was too sweet of a chorus.
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but life is about building. and loving.
and trusting that the sun will come out tomorrow.. or eventually.
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then i was forced to deal with the pain
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You promised we’d grow old together.
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You never really could sing but your lips created a symphony..
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You were mine before anyone wanted you.
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Someone once told me to never make a home out of someone who doesn’t love me but.
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I get so tired that my wrist won’t continue moving
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I’m ready to be the beautiful tragedy.
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