#loneliness

Brianna peered through the large transparent window into the sea of plexiglass cradles. Each infant, so small and precious, belonged to someone. Someone that cared for them. Someone that loved them. Brianna sniffled and turned away, unable to bear the thought that she had no one. ↗

— J.E.B. Spredemann

#life #loneliness #life

Barbaric is letting the woman suffer to be alone for the rest of her life. ↗

— Missy Lyons

#loneliness #love #suffer #love

je finirai bien par te rencontrer quelque part bon dieu! et contre tout ce qui me rend absent et douloureux par le mince regard qui me reste au fond du froid j'affirme ô mon amour que tu existes je corrige notre vie nous n'irons plus mourir de langueur à des milles de distance dans nos rêves bourrasques des filets de sang dans la soif craquelée de nos lèvres les épaules baignées de vols de mouettes non j'irai te chercher nous vivrons sur la terre la détresse n'est pas incurable qui fait de moi une épave de dérision, un ballon d'indécence un pitre aux larmes d'étincelles et de lésions profondes frappe l'air et le feu de mes soifs coule-moi dans tes mains de ciel de soie la tête la première pour ne plus revenir ↗

— Gaston Miron

#loneliness #love #love

And tonight I'm feelin like an astronaut, sending sos from this tiny box,and i lost the signal when i lifted off, now i'm stuck up here and the world forgot, can i please come down? Cuz i'm tired of drifting round and round....can i please come down? Now I lie awake and scream in my zero gravity...and its starting to weigh down on me....lets abort this mission now....CAN I PLEASE COME DOWN? So tonight I'm calling all the astronauts, all the lonely people that the world forgot, if you hear my voice, come pick me up, cuz ur all i've got... ↗

— Simple Plan

#cry #loneliness #music #simple-plan #song

A waltz begins, that floating, sweet rhythm. The fiddle is plaintive. A few minutes ago she was at least pleasantly contented. Now certain of the notes dip into her like ladles and come up full of loneliness. The people in the room recede. They are strangers, every one. ↗

— Anna Keesey

#music #music

Real relief from loneliness requires the cooperation of at least one other person, and yet the more chronic our loneliness becomes, the less equipped we may be to entice such cooperation. ↗

— John T. Cacioppo

#nature

If you are alone you belong entirely to yourself. If you are accompanied by even one companion you belong only half to yourself or even less in proportion to the thoughtlessness of his conduct and if you have more than one companion you will fall more deeply into the same plight. ↗

— Leonardo da Vinci

#loneliness #solitude #strength #strength

Karou wished she could be the kind of girl who was complete unto herself, comfortable in solitude, serene. But she wasn't. She was lonely, and she feared the missingness within her as if it might expand and...cancel her. She craved a presence beside her, solid. Fingertips light at the nape of her neck and a voice meeting hers in the dark. Someone who would wait with an umbrella to walk her home in the rain, and smile like sunshine when he saw her coming. Who would dance with her on her balcony, keep his promises and know her secrets, and make a tiny world wherever he was, with just her and his arms and his whisper and her trust. ↗

— Laini Taylor

#self-sufficiency #trust

Not belonging is a terrible feeling. It feels awkward and it hurts, as if you were wearing someone else's shoes. ↗

— Phoebe Stone

#existential #loneliness #existentialism

I am lonely, sometimes, but I dare say it's good for me… ↗

— Louisa May Alcott

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