“You were red. You liked me cause I was blue. You touched me and suddenly I was a lilac sky and you decided purple just wasn’t for you.”— i read this 12 times (via )
“You were red. You liked me cause I was blue. You touched me and suddenly I was a lilac sky and you decided purple just wasn’t for you.”— i read this 12 times (via )
“I want a relationship where we can get drunk at midnight, just the two of us and sit up talking and making out all night, and go to the beach at four in the morning. I want someone who’s down for adventure. I want someone who will go camping with me, and boating and fishing, and travel. I want someone who wants me for life. I want passion that doesn’t burn out.”
-to all the couples out there
“You’re about to overcome something you’ve been dealing with. Your mind and heart will soon be at peace again. The weight is being lifted off of you right now. Breathe. Be patient. Everything will be okay.”— Unknown (via deeplifequotes)
“I want to know you whether you’re afraid of sharks or spiders death or love. I want to know if it’s grammatical errors that drive you crazy or the people correcting them, if you’re more comfortable shaking sand out of your hair or snow, if you prefer coffee or tea, bars or board game nights. I want to know which of your friends you’ve cried in front of, if you’ve ever laughed chocolate milk out of your nose, or kissed someone you didn’t love. I want to know you the you beneath the layer of small talk always kept shined and smudgeless I’m just hoping one day you’ll invite me in.”— Kristen Costello
“I love you on a Monday When the world is too busy hating When the office is too noisy preparing My hearts does a somersault knowing you’ll be there waiting And as I jump out of the car running late, I love you in between adrenaline rates I love you on a Monday date I love you on a Tuesday As I catch a glimpse of you working On a requirement due an hour of submitting I would walk up to you hoping That you would look up noticing That despite the colors from an artwork you’re painting The static from my eyes are still more electrifying Because yours do And always will I love you on a Tuesday I love you on a Wednesday When twenty minutes of break feels like seconds When your smiles feel like weapons And every word is a powerful opinion That targets my heart in every direction Every joke is a doorway Every moment is on replay Going home late was suddenly okay I love you more on a Wednesday I love you on a Thursday When I ramble about books and comments And you don’t care about my looks and nonsense When you remind me of today’s contents Of happiness, songs, movies, and events I suddenly wish I have the power to prevent The curtains from closing this extent The hours ending from today, Your hands on mine promising ‘someday’ And when we reach the finish line of today’s raceway, Remember that I love you on a Thursday I love you on a Friday When everyone is busy planning their night And me hoping everything is alright As you walk towards my desk in sight, As my heart beats faster when you meet the light From the room’s window where I write My heart elevates on every flight Up there it goes beyond my height But there you go, You skipped my place Moving your way towards a girl in lace My heart fell as you embrace “Where did I go wrong?” I asked the empty space Still, I love you on a Friday’s lonely night case I love you on a Saturday When I gracefully tell myself not to talk to you again When I constantly remind myself I am not your gem You messaged me then Saying you had a great weekend And I love you so much it hurts The pain gets worse As I grip tightly at the hem of my shirt “I’m happy for you”, I silently blurt Please don’t drift away Please don’t be another soon-to-end holiday Not another visitor on a railway I love you so much on a Saturday I love you on a Sunday As you take her hand and introduce her As my heart beats slow down and blur When her eyes are what you prefer And I am nothing as I infer Only, I know better That loving you wasn’t guaranteed to be an open airway Nor was it just an easy hundred-word essay It was meeting you halfway It was shards of glass on the highway It was sacrificing you away It was already seeing dismay Yet going for it anyways I love you not only on the weekdays Nor do I love you only on Saturdays and Sundays For I love you and when I do, I love you every day.”
Please, keep looking. Not for a person, but for your passion, your love, your courage, your goals, your dreams, your happiness, yourself. Keep looking. Explore yourself before you explore another. Know your worth, know yourself. Only then will you know what you need over what you want. You need yourself to become your own.
The moment you feel like you have to prove your worth to someone is the moment you absolutely and utterly have to walk away.
| — | Alyssia Harris (via mirayama) (via onlineprincess) |
We live in an age where we feel guilt whenever we have to cut someone off but the reality is that some relationships do need to die, some people do need to be unfollowed and defriended. We aren’t meant to be this tethered to the people in our past. The Internet mandates that we don’t burn bridges and keep everyone around like relics but those expectations are unrealistic and unhealthy. Simply put, we don’t need to know what everyone else is up to. We’re allowed to be choosy about who we surround ourselves with online and in real life, even if it might hurt people’s feelings.
| — | Ryan O’Connell, You Don’t Have To Be Friends With Everybody (via wordsnquotes) 2018: the year of cutting toxic people out. |
You don’t get better on the days when you feel like going. You get better on the days when you don’t want to go, but you go anyway. If you can overcome the negative energy coming from your tired body or unmotivated mind, you will grow and become better. It won’t be the best workout you have, you won’t accomplish as much as what you usually do when you actually feel good, but that doesn’t matter. Growth is a long term game, and the crappy days are more important.
| — | Georges St. Pierre, The Way of the Fight (via wordsnquotes) |
I would not survive you a second time.
| — | An Eight Word Plea to Stay Gone (via excerptfromabookyoullneverwrite) |