Alexandria. 21.

Remember not our faulty pieces,

Remember not our rusted parts,

It’s not the petty imperfections that define us
but the way we hold our hearts.
and the way we hold our heads.

Home Message
"You watched over her, and you made her comfortable, and you let her go when she needed you to. You did what had to be done, even though it hurt you."
Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising (via larmoyante)

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"I’m so fucking sick of saying I’m sorry when I’m the one collapsed on the ground."

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