If they don’t need you, it’s okay, you do not live for other people.
Kyo
If they don’t need you, it’s okay, you do not live for other people.

Teddy Roosevelt’s diary entry from the day his wife died. He never spoke of her death again.
Apparently orgasm is the only point where your mind becomes completely empty—you think of nothing for that second. That’s why it’s so compelling—it’s a tiny taste of death. Your mind is void—you have nothing in your head save white light.
Even as I hold you, I am letting you go.
Respect yourself enough to walk away from anything that no longer serves you, grows you, or makes you happy.
People empty me. I have to get away to refill.