oh, for once in my life, let me, get what i want.

I wonder how biology can explain the physical pain you feel in your chest when all you want to do is be with someone.

I deserve to have the right kind of love. I know that sounds greedy and selfish. But i deserve to have the right kind of love. The kind of love that you see in movies. The kind where no matter how long you’ve been with the person, you love them the same way as you did the moment you met them. The kind where they can just give you a little smile and you know that everything is going to be alright and they will be there for you no matter what. The kind of love that you have been wanting and needing ever since you were a little girl and heard the story of Cinderella. The kind of love that even if it doesn’t last forever you can look back and still smile about it because it changed you. The kind of love that you will never regret ever falling in love with that person. I think everyone deserves to have that someday.

Nothing breaks my heart more than coming to the realization that I was used, that I was nothing more than a part time object to somebody. It’s silly of me to believe that I could really be that special to light up somebody’s empty hallways.

I can’t think of anything I’d rather have more than somebody loving me.

But at some point you have to stop being so angry, you have to stop being so sad, you have to stop killing yourself and start being gentle with yourself. At some point you have to just let it all go and be happy, you have to spread love instead of being afraid of it. You have to love yourself and everyone around you before its too late. Dont waste away being unhappy over trivial things dear. Dont do it. Dont do it to yourself and dont let other people do it to you.

I’ve stopped being sorry for all my soft. I won’t apologize because I miss you, or because I said it, or because I text you first, or again. I think everyone spends too much time trying to close themselves off. I don’t want to be cool or indifferent, I want to be honest.