“love is terrible
it is clumsy at the worst possible times
tripping and breaking you into pieces
leaving you behind to clean up the mess
then comes back, swearing this time will be different
that you won’t ever cut yourself on broken promises again
until they find someone better
and i guess that’s what sucks
there will always be someone better waiting for you to fuck up
but love is also beautiful
love will think of you at 2PM rather than 2AM
love will change its sleep schedule so you aren’t alone at 3AM revising an essay, that was due yesterday
despite its destructive ways, love means no harm
love is terrible and beautiful
like ones guilty pleasures
it is pain in its irresistible form.
I suggest you let love stick around”—10/18/14 (via evstcxvst)
you ever thought that maybe the reason girls say they’re fine when they’re not, or they’re not mad when they are, is because the second they show any semblance of emotion they’re written off as hysterical bitches that are probably on their period?
THE FUCKING DA VINCI CODE HAS BEEN CRACKED
Reblogging again, because this will never be irrelevant.
“Make the first move, tell people how you feel, stop being so scared of rejection, stop feeling so engulfed with thoughts that aren’t even yours, and stop wasting your fucking time.”—What I needed to hear (via sereinsky)
Have you ever just looked at someone and thought, “I really love you”. They’re just talking or humming or watching a movie or reading a book or laughing or something, and there’s something about them in that moment that makes you think, “I just really love you”
you deserve someone who isn’t embarrassed to love you and tells all their friends about you and saves your selfies, whether they’re good or bad to look at when they miss you and loses sleep to talk to you and tells you how much they love you and how beautiful you are all the time and i really hope you find that one day because you deserve to be loved
I want one of those marriages where they’ve been married 20 years but are still crazy in love and still cuddle on the couch and kiss a lot. I want those kind of marriages that make my kids nauseous because how in love their parents are.