head u p buttercup

That’s how you know you really trust someone, I think; when you don’t have to talk all the time to make sure they still like you or prove that you have interesting stuff to say.

We aren’t supposed to beg for someone to stay. Even when the desire to beg floods your soul, it’s not fair to beg for someone to love you.

it’s about who you miss at 2 in the afternoon when you’re busy, not 2 in the morning when you’re lonely.

I crave physical affection. I crave skin on skin. play with my hair, hold my hand, touch me, kiss me. I crave you.

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.

Just remember when you’re ignoring her, you’re teaching her to live without you.

It was fun while it lasted right?

A beautiful feeling, when someone tells you “I wish I knew you earlier”.

Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level, belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another, or you’re in love, or you’re partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I don’t know if that makes me believe in circumstance, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.

"So what happened?" He asks after a pause. "What always happens," I reply. "I fell in love and he didn’t."