Anxiety is love’s greatest killer. It makes others feel as you might when a drowning man holds on to you. You want to save him, but you know he will strangle you with his panic.
– Anaïs Nin (via lavandula)(Source: very-quotable)
Via We accept the love we think we deserve
How strange it is. We have these deep terrible lingering fears about ourselves and the people we love. Yet we walk around, talk to people, eat and drink. We manage to function. The feelings are deep and real. Shouldn’t they paralyze us? How is it we can survive them, at least for a little while? We drive a car, we teach a class. How is it no one sees how deeply afraid we were, last night, this morning? Is it something we all hide from each other, by mutual consent? Or do we share the same secret without knowing it? Wear the same disguise?
– Don DeLillo (via thechocolatebrigade) Via YPA
Daniela Lopez Osorio
People should stop re-posting and just re-blog god dammit T_T
