All the hardest, coldest people you meet were once as soft as water. And that’s the tragedy of living. Iain S. Thomas, I Wrote This For You   (via cancelmonday)

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I’m not the silly romantic you think. I don’t want the heavens or the shooting stars. I don’t want gemstones or gold. I have those things already. I want…a steady hand. A kind soul. I want to fall asleep, and wake, knowing my heart is safe. I want to love, and be loved.

Shana Abé  (via thatkindofwoman)

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