Stephen King, Pet Sematary (via words-and-coffee)
And the most terrifying question of all may be just how much horror the human mind can stand and still maintain a wakeful, staring, unrelenting sanity.
I can’t abandon
the person I used to be
so I carry her
365 Days of Haiku, Day #123 (via idreamof-pb)
Nobody looks like what they really are on the inside. You don’t. I don’t. People are much more complicated than that. It’s true of everybody.
Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane (via wordsnquotes)
When it comes down to it you don’t claim her with chains or whips, or pain and humiliation. Those things are enjoyable and allow for great upheaval but you really make her yours in the aftermath. With small gestures and a gentle touch. With adoration and tenderness in your every move.
When you make her feel like your princess you become indispensable in her heart.
How it feels living with anxiety
I have never read such apt descriptions (jmm)