When there's prudence, there's also recklessness.

And then I felt sad because I realized that once people are broken in certain ways, they can’t ever be fixed, and this is something nobody ever tells you when you are young and it never fails to surprise you as you grow older as you see the people in your life break one by one. You wonder when your turn is going to be, or if it’s already happened.

It’s exciting when you find parts of yourself in someone else.

Loving her will not always be easy. She will weave herself into bad poetry some nights to keep you from seeing her without her skin. One day, you will see her without her skin. She will pull on the edges of herself until she has come completely unraveled on the kitchen floor. She does not need help picking herself back up, but the company is nice every once in a while. One day, she will show you what it means to be made of something so easily pulled apart. Some nights, she will need herself more than she needs you. There are stars in her eyes that burn like hell if you bury yourself against them for too long, do not let this stop you from seeing them. She will not always be easy to convince, she will wake up each morning wrapped around the worry that your heart stopped beating for her over night. She will love you with everything she has ever had. Do not take her away from herself.

I’ve always followed my heart instead of my head. I’ve always jumped, always took that leap of faith into the unknown, having no idea of what the outcome of my actions would be. But now, now it’s clear. I need to stop following my heart. I just need to stop, before I do anything at all. I need to stop and think about it, about what I am about to do. I need to think about whether it is right or it is wrong. Because when you follow your heart, you lose track of what’s right and what’s wrong and it tears you apart.

I would love to say that you make me weak in the knees but to be quite upfront and completely truthful you make my body forget it has knees at all.

She doesn’t say ‘I love you’ like a normal person. Instead, she’ll laugh, shake her head, give you a little smile, and say… ‘You’re an idiot’. If she tells you you’re an idiot, you are a lucky man.

I want every piece of me to crash into every piece of you, I swear to god that’s how they make stars.

I just want someone who won’t get annoyed when I text them six times or in all caps. Someone I can go on long drives with and can sing along to the radio with. Someone I can eat pizza with at 2am and kiss at 6pm. Someone who chooses me everyday and never thinks twice about it.

If you gotta force it, just leave it alone. Relationships, friendships, ponytails.. Just leave it.

do you ever just smell an old perfume, or hear an old song, or pass an old hangout spot and kinda break inside for a couple minutes