#usertaylorr

firstprince + love languages [insp.]

love is something entirely different. it's realizing the storm's been raging so long you forget you're drenched, until the sun kisses your cheek, dries your tears, and shows you where your real home is.”

Love fails for a million reasons - distance, infidelity, pride, religion, money, illness. Why is this story any more worthy? It felt like it was. It felt important. Living in this town is suffocating in so many ways. But if a tree falls in the woods, maybe it makes no sound. And if a boy falls for the bishop’s closeted son, maybe it makes no story.

rue bennett — i’m morgan fuckin’ freeman and this is the beginning of the third act.

lexi howard — i feel like i’m not even a person yet.

kat hernandez — my whole life, all i’ve tried to do is take up less space. tried to hide from guys like, who might like, whisper to their friend, under their breath, as i walked by. i spent my whole life afraid people were going to find out that i was fat. but honestly, who gives a shit.

cassie howard — i think i’m going to do everything in my power for at least, like the next three years, not to fall in love.

maybe even if we’re not always so glad to be here, it’s our task to immerse ourselves anyway: wade straight through it, right through the cesspool, while keeping eyes and hearts open. (the goldfinch, donna tartt) || the hardest thing in this world is to live in it. be brave. live. (buffy the vampire slayer, “the gift”)