Love is a ruthless game
Unless you play it good and right
i just wanna move out n live w the love of my life and make them breakfast every morning and we can dance around in our shitty little apartment to our favourite songs and kiss and fall more and more in love every day
just girly things: not being able to determine if a man is being nice to you because he’s sincere and views you as an autonomous human being or if he’s being nice to you because he views you as a conquerable object
I learned that when you find out who you are, and accept yourself. it doesn’t matter who comes into your life or who leaves.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my eyes and all is born again.
Sylvia Path (via lazypacific)
It’s a beautiful thing when you get so comfortable with someone and you realize you’re telling them things you’ve never said out loud before
Dear future lover,
I’m sorry if I seem insecure at times. I’m absolutely shocked that someone like you found a way to someone like myself.
I’m sorry if my story makes no sense at times. I’m trying to figure it out at the same time you are.
I’m sorry if sometimes I just roll over in bed instead of cozying up with you. I love you. I’m just used to that loneliness.
I’m sorry if I can’t compare to the rest of the world. I’m sorry if that drags me down. I want to be enough.
Know that you’re the best thing that ever will happen to me. I don’t know you yet, but I understand you already.
I want to say thank you. I’ll be there to put up with everything you go through. I want to be.
I can’t wait to meet you. (Morsus Engel)
i was quiet with an intensity that was an undetectable frequency to you. you could not see me. i was there with you, but i was alone. maybe this is why you went to her. she is so loud you couldn’t help but hear her. i sat quietly waiting for you while you spend your time listening to a girl who didn’t see you. she only sees you as a prize, a pawn. a distraction. a coping mechanism. she will never see you, just like you will never see me. i am worthy of being seen. not only seen but adored. that is why when he saw me, i let him. he could see the life radiating from my eyes, when you would never even hold my gaze. now that someone has seen me, i know i am real. maybe it is you that are not.
b.f. (via underwished)
when will i learn that it’s okay to give myself a break. to not be so hard on myself when i don’t have an eventful day. sometimes just making it through the day is eventful enough.
reminder: please be gentle with yourself
blairwvldorf