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Stop working on the wrong puzzle, stop living in the past

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So beyond true

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I became good at pretending. I became so good that after a while the lines blurred between my truth and fiction. And sometimes, when I did a really good job of pretending, I even fooled myself.

Ruta Sepetys, Salt to the Sea (via wordsnquotes)

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Why not hold your head up like the queen you are

Because in the end we lose everyone anyways so why am I setting myself up for more heartbreak? But why do I want so badly to not be alone no matter the pain? And in every situation for me there is distance and I hate it. in every possible situation for me i feel like things only way to keep them interested is through sex,which I hate 80% of the time. Because I dont feel like a a queen I’m nothing more than a lame peasant

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2am

If you ask me why im awake at 2am my answer will be because I saw myself in your dreams. I saw us laying on a roof top looking at the stars my fingers intertwined with yours. I saw the sparkle in your eyes as you stole a quick peek at my flaw filled features. I saw everything I've ever dreamed of in that moment and as much as I wish I could have stayed in that moment it woke me up. When I woke a tear rolled down my cheek for my only wish is for that dream to come true, for i could see myself falling in love with you!

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Dreaming

Once upon time some one told me dreams come true. That or its a memory of the past. Well I know you weren't in my past for your part of my present life so I pray I keep dreaming of you, for the dreams you enter are the sweetest.

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You must love her because many have tried and failed. And she wants to know that she is worthy to be loved, that she is worthy to be kept.

Junot Díaz, This is How You Lose Her (via thelovejournals)

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Maybe life is not all about finding that one great love. Maybe it’s about living in the moments while they last. Maybe it’s about the summer days you spend trying to make art and end up making a pretty mess. Maybe it’s about the monsoon days when you stretch your hands to feel the raindrops tickle your palms. It’s about the teeth chattering winter sensation you get from eating your favorite ice cream. Maybe, just maybe, life is about all those moments before you fall in love with someone. Maybe life is when you fall in love with yourself.

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It'll be different this time 💜

We’ve all been hurt, and put through pain that only we ourselves understand; with no way to describe it to anyone. We grieve in ways only we know how (everyone grieves differently) we push those who matter out of our lives, and we allow those who don’t give 2 shits about us to use us, because in that moment we feel like we matter. In the end we cause ourselves more pain. All that pain though weirdly was worth it. It was just another part of grieving another step closer to moving on. Eventually you’ll get there you’ll be ready to open up to someone new, to make a new best friend, to open your heart, eventually you’ll be okay with falling in love all over again (even though its the last thing you wanted to do). This time you’ll go about it differently and there may be a couple bumps in the road but those too are gonna be just a couple more life lessons. You’ll fall a little slower, and love a little easier. You’ll learn to say no when they’re begging you to say yes. You will put your priority’s first for the first time in your life. Most importantly You’ll love yourself more than You’ll ever love them, you won’t lose yourself this time.

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My question is will I ever not worry this will I one day be okay with the way it is

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Because that’s just what people do. They replace.

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Dream dates 💜👌 #GoalsAsF

my idea of a date isn’t anything conventional. I hate the whole “get to know someone over dinner” charade. nah, if imma ask you out, this is how it’s gonna go. I’ll swing by your house at 2 a.m. and you’ll be groggy as shit but you’ll be your natural self and it will be great. then I’m going to drag your sleepy ass up a trail just far enough where we can see the whole city and then adventure on our own to find the perfect place to chill and discuss the meanings of life and each other’s ambitions and dreams. then sit in silence with a blanket around each other while we watch the sunrise and the breath that escapes our warm lips. then down the hill we go back to my place but not for anything freaky, no I just dragged your shit out of bed at 2 am, no we are taking a well needed nap. and you can lay on my chest and listen to my heartbeat while I play with your hair listening to soft music until we both pass out. then around midday we wake up together and both help each other make a bombass lunch, a team effort we can both enjoy. and then we spend the rest of the day doing something we both individually enjoy while together. I can sit there writing my story while we sit back to back and you work on your drawing. and then around the afternoon we will take a walk in the city and explore anything that could possibly spark our interest, visiting shops, climbing rooftops, petting the dogs of the street. then we will grab some food on the go and I’ll drive you back to your place, probably the both of us exhausted. goodnight babes.

I can’t wait to meet a girl to do this with tbh.

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Someone asked me how I would describe love… Simply put I believe when you know you just know. When you wake up and that person is your first thought before “holy shit I have to pee.” Or you remember to actually text them when you’re drunk and on your way home. Or it’s when you struggle with one eye closed just to send them coherent drunk texts cause they’re all that’s on your mind. It’s when you want to defend them in every fight Even if it’s a fight against a 200 pound bouncer who will probably throw you down the stairs if you try. It’s 4 am mornings spent talking about her grandparents and what she did on New Years last year. And you never remind her that you’re an hour ahead of her and the sun is already up and you have work in 2 hours. It’s bowling a 30 with her and not even being embarrassed and laughing and kissing the whole while. Love is wanting to see her In your clothes. And letting her steal your clothes, Even though clothes are your favorite thing. Love is letting yourself cry in front of her Even if it’s just while watching the fault in our stars. Or every episode of Greys Anatomy. Love is the way your stomach flipped the first time you laid in bed with her. and the way you laid on her lap trying not to touch her too much. while also wanting to touch her all over because she was so beautiful even in baggy sweatpants and a tshirt. Love is the way that first night is engrained in your mind so vividly. From how cold her apartment was and the way you sat exactly three feet from her in the living room so that her roommate would think your intentions were pure. To the way your heart hammered so loudly each time she touched your face that you swear your insides were black and blue. It’s her catching you staring at her every time you’re out together because God damn it if your aren’t the luckiest motherfucker alive to have that girl on your arm. Love is something as small as a two hour subway ride to pick her up from the airport. So she doesn’t have to navigate alone. And seeing her around the corner and knowing it’s her just by the perpetually chipped dark nail polish on her fingernails. It’s the way she clings to you in her sleep. as if you’re filled with helium and could float away at any moment. Love is “please don’t pee with me on the phone.” “Oh my god you’re peeing with me on the phone.” Now we pee together on the phone. It’s knowing she likes her coffee black But her knowing you like yours to be half milk. Love is like that build up in a song that brings chills you can’t explain, And it’s that smell that only she has on her breath. Nothing can quite describe it but it cuts through alcohol and food and smoke and it just… Is. It’s letting the pups sleep between the two of you Even though You want her pressed firmly against you all night. It’s knowing she hates Mexican food but she took you to get enchiladas on your first date anyway. Love is a series of small things and it comes with knowing that not every love story starts out beautifully. No sometimes it starts with a drunken kiss or asking her out on a napkin at a bar (It seemed romantic at the time). But you know fields of flowers can bloom from the ashes of forest fires. And the world started with a bang At least that’s what some people say. She’s my world, so why shouldn’t we have begun with a crash? Like the ones that halt traffic for miles, The ones you can’t tear your eyes away from. I’ve always been a disaster anyway but she never shielded her eyes from me. It was seeing her look at me without flinching that made me certain. Love is saying you’ll never ever do long distance again. and finding yourself on flights home to see her face because miles can’t measure up to how much you miss her. Home is where the heart is after all And love is knowing there’s an inevitability when you fall. Love is knowing that you’ll probably end up broken into a trillion pieces when it’s all said and done, But as long as her fingertips craft each and every shard then it’ll still be a masterpiece.

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Wow.

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Holy shit

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I hate small talk. I want to talk about atoms, death, aliens, sex, magic, intellect, the meaning of life, faraway galaxies, music that makes you feel different, memories, the lies you’ve told, your flaws, your favourite scents, your childhood, what keeps you up at night, your insecurities and fears. I like people with depth, who speak with emotion from a twisted mind.

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You took away my sunshine, so I learned to glow in the dark.

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