#hear

I wanted to escape so badly. But of course I knew I couldn't just give up and leave school. It was only when I heard my mom's voice that I came out of my hiding place. ↗

— Zhang Ziyi

#badly #came #course #escape #give

I laid myself fucking bare last night! I put it all out there, and you shut me down. Rightfully so. I get that I shouldn’t have said any of that stuff to you. But now here I am trying to find a way to come out of this with just a little fragment of pride so I can look you in the eye when this is all over, and you won’t even let me have that. You broke my heart last night, all right? Is that what you want to hear? ↗

— Jenny Han

#pride

THE MARK OF ATHENA BABY!!!!!! ↗

— Rick Riordan

#cry-your-pants-off #drama #extreme-awesemnes #greek-mythology #heart-breaking

I was suffering the easily foreseeable consequences. Addiction is the hallmark of every infatuation-based love story. It all begins when the object of your adoration bestows upon you a heady, hallucinogenic dose of something you never dared to admit you wanted-an emotional speedball, perhaps, of thunderous love and roiling excitement. Soon you start craving that intense attention, with a hungry obsession of any junkie. When the drug is witheld, you promptly turn sick, crazy, and depleted (not to mention resentful of the dealer who encouraged this addiction in the first place but now refuses to pony up the good stuff anymore-- despite the fact that you know he has it hidden somewhere, goddamn it, because he used to give it to you for free). Next stage finds you skinny and shaking in a corner, certain only that you would sell your soul or rob your neighbors just to have 'that thing' even one more time. Meanwhile, the object of your adoration has now become repulsed by you. He looks at you like you're someone he's never met before, much less someone he once loved with high passion. The irony is,you can hardly blame him. I mean, check yourself out. You're a pathetic mess,unrecognizable even to your own eyes. So that's it. You have now reached infatuation's final destination-- the complete and merciless devaluation of self." - pg 20-21 ↗

— Elizabeth Gilbert

#inspirational #relationships #inspirational

Throughout my lifetime I've left pieces of my heart here and there. And now, there's almost barely enough to stay alive. But I force a smile, knowing that my ambition far exceeded my talent. ↗

— Johnny Depp

#ambition

...my soul bleeding tears of anguish ↗

— Katie MacAlister

#mac

A tough hide with a tender heart is a goal that all leaders must have. ↗

— Wayde Goodall

#heart #leadership #leadership

How frail the human heart must be -- a mirrored pool of thought. ↗

— Sylvia Plath

#human-heart #thought #journalism

Then love knew it was called love. And when I lifted my eyes to your name, suddenly your heart showed me my way ↗