A man is his sexiest self when he knows how to express himself. Like he knows exactly how to communicate his feelings. There is no hide n seek my friend,you gotta bare your soul to me.

Why are goodbyes so tough?even if it's not with your best set of people. The constant fear of not seeing each other again,the intimacy of running into them someday in future and being able to talk about the good old days. Why does it feel like to lose a part of yourself?The fact that they won't even remember your name and that you may remember the tiny details of the times spent together. Ahh,life is overwhelming and catches you off-guard when least expect it!

You know,you are screwed when he asks about your hopes,your desires and ambitions in life and you can't behold any of those in your future without him.That is when you know that you're ruined in the most beautiful yet scary way.

I have spent so much time thinking about all the things we could possibly be,that I feel we've lived a thousand lives together.So many fake scenarios in my head that shall exist only in a parallel universe,an happy ending for us in an alternate reality.Ah, that's some hot girl shit;)

To love someone is firstly to confess: I'm prepared to be devastated by you.

Is it okay to not know what you want but to simply know what you do not want?

What if, it's the right person but the wrong timing?Like that thought alone freaks me out. Imagine having that perfect raw bond where you both crave each other, comprehend each others thoughts, even silence seems meaningful and he is the one who keeps you sane.But the timing is real bad. You both just can't end up together, cause you both are two fragile young souls who don't really know how to deal with things.This is shitting is me out already!!!!why can't I breathe?

It's not love anymore, it's utter obsession. Like I wanna know how was your day?how many times did you think of me?how you breathin'?did you miss me?did I inspire you?did I cross your mind when you passed by the flower shop?were you engrossed in my thoughts while you were with your friends?Like I need you thinking about me 23/7. You get 1 hour for yourself.

The idea of being understood is so passionate. Yeah no like I could sit beside you,relaxing my head on your shoulder while you caress my hair without having to speak about something. The silence just speaks more than a thousand words ever will.

The intimacy of showing your lover all your fav places and turning it into your secret spot where u both can confide in each other, where you can stare at the moon while the other stares you.

People are not afraid of love. They fear not being able to keep up their love till death do them apart.

Only if I loved you a little less,I should be able to love myself a little more. Maybe we were all we were meant to be. Maybe someday we'll find it-the rainbow connection,the lovers,the dreamers. And if this is how it shall end,then I suppose we're all liars.

Life is unfair. We meet people. They depart. We remain with the personality that they apparently gifted us. Isn't it amazing how we can associate certain scents with them? How we get reminded of them with every tiny detail they filled us with?How we possibly know their response to certain things?How they defined certain emotions for us?I mean, seriously life is unfair!:)

My heart seems to sink,I can barely breathe. Today it's not about love,it's the time when friends leave.High school felt like biting cold on a winter morning and ya'll the cozy sunshine issuing sweet warmth;high school was like climbing a craggy and rugged mountain and ya'll identified as the only foothold to be held on its ascent;Years of this chut burning ends,and I do not know what the future holds on the other side; But I do know high school was as weeds and my homies intertwined in them as roses;Maybe it's only fair that we stayed a little longer because it's not the school we'll miss, it's the people.<3