Chaotic Trail Of Thoughts Crossed With Feels

“If it cost you your peace, it’s too expensive.”

Love yourself enough to never lower your standards for anyone.

I’m not going to talk about what you mean to me, there’s no point. I’m not going to talk about how you’re a human sunset, but not the sun part, you’re the weird intense shade of blue that immediately follows the dusk.

I want no ordinary lover. I want a fucking storm. I want sleepless nights and endless conversations at 4am. I want passion, I want madness. I want someone who’s able to make my whole body shiver from a distance and also pull me close to make sense of all my bones.

My dear, he never paused his life because of you, so why are you holding your breath?

You will always be too much of something for someone: too big, too loud, too soft, too edgy. If you round out your edges, you lose your edge. Apologize for mistakes. Apologize for unintentionally hurting someone profusely. But don’t apologize for being who you are.