Live Your Own Life

You not wanting me was the beginning of me wanting myself thank you ..

the type of people the world gives you - 

“I always imagine that if we’d loved each other more gently it would have worked,“ she said. “We wouldn’t have hurt each other so much that it became impossible to come back. Our love was rushed, we knew there was an expiration date to “us”. As that date got closer and closer we took all the love we had for each other and used it as a defense mechanism and it turned into hate. The damage had been done and now matter how much I miss you now, I know there is no way to go back to how things were back then, no matter how much I wish we could.

If you lose someone but find yourself, you won.

Maybe he still checks my Instagram every so often to see my goofy smile in a sea of pictures, just to remind himself of what it felt like to be the one to make me grin like that. Maybe his heart skips a beat or two when he thinks he sees something that means I’m with another someone. Maybe he sighs in relief when he sees that it’s just a friend that I’m with. Maybe he’ll drive down the road to go get donuts with his mom and that song will come on, and his mom will ask why his shoulders tensed up. Maybe he’ll quickly change the radio station and say, ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about.’ Maybe he’ll see the shop I always shopped at and smile slightly to himself because I always complained that I spent too much money on things I didn’t need. Maybe he’ll run his fingers over the skin that covers his heart, because he always knew I loved heartbeats, especially his. Maybe he’ll look at himself in the mirror and try to admire his eyes the way I did, but won’t be able to because he never saw why I viewed them as something so ethereal. But, maybe he doesn’t bother to think of me or the things I loved, because maybe he doesn’t miss me even a little bit, not even at all.

“Love is when the other person’s happiness is more important than your own.”

Be someone’s light when they are hopeless.

Why do people think being with someone is the answer to everything?

You were wrong to love her, a voice whispered. You were wrong to leave her, a different voice insisted.

A couple of years ago I was in the gym and I overheard this guy (we’ll call him “LT” for Lying Tool) “warning” a girl. He said something to the effect of:

Guys don't like that much makeup.