"Good things come to those who believe, better things come to those who are patient, and the best things come to those who don’t give up." —
March 22, 2016 / 2325 notes
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"All I want out of my life is a ton of adventures to look back on." —
March 22, 2016 / 2771 notes
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"I realized heartbreak wasn’t poetic when my sister was driving her car 90mph, her hands clenching the steering wheel and her mumbling “I can’t believe I was so stupid.” because no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t turn her broken heart into anything more than a mosaic. because when this boy had to talk in front of the class, his eyes watered when he mentioned her name and he shrugged his shoulders and said “sometimes things just don’t work out.” and he still loved her. because when it happened to me I pictured me going 90mph on the highway, and mumbling about how I still loved him but instead I threw something at the wall and I wrote about it. I wrote about how much it hurt and tried to make my ribs cracking with all the weight of my heavy heart sound poetic but it’s not. nothing is beautiful or poetic about the way your heart feels when someone you loved leaves, or doesn’t stay, or says “I’m sorry, it just has to be this way.” and there’s nothing poetic about driving so fast you’re convinced you’re gonna crash into the bridge, but you don’t. and it’s accidentally taking a breath under water even though you know it’ll get in your lungs but you just couldn’t come up for air and it’s not beautiful, it just makes your lungs fucking burn. heartbreak is going to open your mouth and nothing comes out but a few broken pieces of your heart and you swallow it back down in hopes of no one noticing your heart coming up from the ocean waves forming inside your stomach and with just one more look from him, you know you’ll turn into a hurricane and it’s dangerous. it’s not beautiful. it turns people into natural disasters that destruct anything in their paths. it makes hearts so broken you can barely see the flame that sparked it up in the first place, because the ocean inside of them washed it away, and you can’t love him anymore when he’s a flame and you’re the ocean" — I know heartbreak isn’t poetic, but writing sure does take some of the pain away
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March 22, 2016 / 11926 notes
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March 22, 2016 / 11926 notes
"I have the deepest affection for intellectual conversations. The ability to just sit and talk about love, life, anything, and everything." —
March 22, 2016 / 4920 notes
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"There are some things about myself that I can’t explain to anyone." — Haruki Murakami, The Elephant Vanishes
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March 22, 2016 / 25177 notes
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March 22, 2016 / 25177 notes
But like fuck me right? I’m never going to be able to satisfy you.
March 22, 2016 / 0 notes
You know when you really need to vent but this was your only get away
- Fuck when you do one thing wrong and it's like bam there you go fucking up once again
"You are loved just for being who you are, just for existing. You don’t have to do anything to earn it. Your shortcomings, your lack of self-esteem, physical perfection, or social and economic success - none of that matters. No one can take this love away from you, and it will always be here." — (via kushandwizdom)
June 23, 2015 / 5052 notes
June 23, 2015 / 5052 notes