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you are allowed to cry for the childhood you lost, for the years that are filled with trauma instead of the innocent naivety childhood is supposed to hold. you are allowed to grieve the person you could have been. you are allowed to process your trauma however feels right, don’t let others govern how you are ‘supposed’ to deal with trauma.

Allowing urself to be loved and REALLY known is a lot harder than it sounds, allowing yourself space for vulnerability with another person is so hard. Grand gestures are great and all (which also depends on your love language) but having someone look at your “ugly” and hold you through it, understanding you without words, or even learning your communication style and tweaking their own to better communicate with you.. that’s love that’s fucking love. Intimacy comes in so many forms, it’s in the tiniest details and gestures you just have to look a little harder sometimes

nona limmen

you ever been down the rabbit hole?

— J.K. Rowling (via quotemadness)

— Stephen King (via quotemadness)

You’re the last person that’s gonna die in your lifetime.

— Marwa Rakha (via quotemadness)

— Charles Bukowski (via quotemadness)

— Robin Williams (via quotemadness)