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It was the kind of kiss I could never tell my friends about out loud. It was the kind of kiss that made me know I was never so happy in my whole life.

i hope everything reminds you of me and i hope you hurt a little bit more each time

Just because it’s all you want, doesn’t mean it’s all you need

I think the problem is that we depend on our lovers to love us the way we should love ourselves

Never apologize for how you feel. No one can control how they feel. The sun doesn’t apologize for being the sun. The rain doesn’t say sorry for falling. Feelings just are.

Warn your sixteen your old self Warn her that a year from now she might be asking the love of her life how his new girlfriend is Warn her not to wash her hair everyday because it dries out the ends Warn her not to mix her drinks because she always gets sick from that Warn her not to go to bed with makeup all over her face, it’s not good for her skin Warn her not to go to bed crying, her head will hurt in the morning Warn her to be more in love with her best friend than with her boyfriend Warn her to love her mom the most Warn her to be nice to her little brother Warn her to be sweet but not too sweet Warn her to be sweet but tough, something that tastes good in your mouth but can break your goddamn teeth Warn her to visit her grandma even though she hates the long car ride Warn her to take pictures, especially of herself because one day she’ll think she’s beautiful Warn her to embrace her body (even her legs) she doesn’t have to love it but she does have to accept it Warn her to cry her heart out and use the tears to grow a new one

I like to see people reunited, maybe that’s a silly thing, but what can I say, I like to see people run to each other, I like the kissing and the crying, I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can’t tell fast enough, the ears that aren’t big enough, the eyes that can’t take in all of the change…