Seluna

quiero puros besossssss y que me dejen los labiossss rojossss de tanto besoooo aaaaaaa

i love you people who hold doors i love you people who let others pass on the driveway i love you people who make funny faces at babies i love you people who pick up litter i love you people who say please and thank you i love you people patient with service workers i love you people who share an umbrella i love you people who are casually kind

im tired of being mean its bad for my health i want to be nice now so no one be stupid ever again so i dont have to be mean to you

It’s not the break up that hurts most. It’s the post trauma that follows it. It is waking up and checking your phone for the message that isn’t there anymore. It’s like starting your life over and you have no idea where to begin.

I blog for the girls who cry on their birthdays and lose a little bit of themselves during the summer months

I would’ve been fine if you told me you didn’t want me anymore. But instead, you watched me try to make our relationship work alone. You waited until I was putting everything I had into you for you to tell me you didn’t want us. But I guess it’s my fault for falling for it.

It’s okay to lose people, but never lose yourself.

Quiero algo sano, algo que me haga sentir bien, que acepte que cometimos errores en el pasado, que juntos busquemos nuestra paz mental, que nunca dejemos de buscarnos, de amarnos, de darnos prioridad, quiero eso y más.

Recibir el mismo amor que das; es una de las mejores sensaciones que podemos llegar a sentir.