"This is an apology letter.
I’m sorry for everything I have done. I’m sorry for not seeing your beauty and for not realizing that I don’t need to coat you with ugly words for you are not a dry wall created to be painted with graffiti signs. I’m sorry for placing bookmarks on your past mistakes and regrets. I’m sorry for folding your edges and highlighting the instances when you fell down, rather than tracing those moments of triumphs, no matter how small or big they were. I’m sorry for keeping you up late at night with horrendous or lonely thoughts and for breaking your rib cage because I continue to shove and lock up those emotions inside you when they were meant to spill from your mouth in helpless cries and screams. I’m sorry for the bruises and scratches. I’m sorry for comparing you to other people and for forgetting your own worth. I’m sorry for the things I have thrown at your way. I’m sorry for slapping lies on your body and marking it with hate. I should have been kissing it and showering it with love. I’m sorry for suffocating your lungs with poisonous words and for wanting to stop the breaths from coming in and out. I’m sorry for saying sorry and for not doing anything to stop this madness. I’m sorry for giving up on you. I’m sorry for the memory lapse; I have forgotten what you meant to me years ago when you were just a young child I treasured dearly. I have forgotten how to love you and keep you safe from evil, including my own self."
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"And if you call me at 4 am, too sad to even say hello, I will listen to your silence until you fall asleep. If you need to cry I will not wipe your tears away because you are only human and sometimes tears are as close to laughter as you can get and that’s okay. If you get sleepy I will let you drool on my arm and I won’t laugh at you if you snore too loud. If you need to yell so hard that your voice cracks and your knees fail I will hold you up and yell with you. If you get so angry you punch your hands red I will ice your knuckles and tell you that wounds heal both inside and out, and just like the cold that is harsh and burning, I will always be the warmth to soothe you and make you feel better. I will love you."
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i love this fucking quote so fucking much

Frick that’s beautiful

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Audrey Hepburn photographed by Irving Penn.

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Santorini, Greece | Borislav Stefanov
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T <3

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luv thiss

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