(Source: onlinecounsellingcollege, via 24601pickle)
Never allow loneliness to drive you into the arms of someone you know you don’t belong with.
(Source: insipidexpectations, via thisismydesignn)
He loved her in a subtle kind of way. It wasn’t the kind of love you see in movies, with swelling music and giant gestures and running through the streets to catch a departing train. It wasn’t the kind of love that Byron or Shakespeare wrote about, with flowery language and hyperbole and iambic pentameter. It was still and deep, like water that you might mistake for shallow if you just watched the surface. It was entirely his, not dependent on her own feelings for him, and it would still be there whether she, or him, or everyone else on the world disappeared. It was a subtle kind of love, but it was true.
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I’m not ‘pro-abortion,’ that’s the very one clear thing I want you to understand. Abortion is not the right answer for every pregnancy. And it’s not the right answer for every flawed pregnancy, and it’s not the right answer for every rape and incest patient. But when the patient knows it’s the right answer for her, then I want to be here for her.