Just because I don’t want my own children or to be married does not mean I love or want my significant other any less than someone that would.

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Just because I don’t want my own children or to be married does not mean I love or want my significant other any less than someone that would.
Jaded by the past and terrified of the future. What a life.
hold my hand randomly, all the time. pull me close. hold me from behind. kiss me constantly. get jealous when someone stares. be clingy on me. take pictures of me when I don’t notice. show me you care. show everyone you care. just care.
you’re worth the fight
Some girls are born to shine under the warm rays of a bright sun. They’re the beautiful reassuring peace everyone dreams about. Probably they’re who everyone needs. But there’s another kind of girl. Glowing in her own chaos. She’s herself a star. In the most physical meaning of the word. She’s an unexpected danger lighting up dark places or hopeless lives. Sometimes trying to turn her sparkle off. Always burning up the world.
Francesca Ricci (via wnq-writers)
Me: depression isn’t bothering me Me: *forgets to eat, either sleeps too much or not at all, feels nothing 90% of the time, doesn’t change clothes for 8 days* Me: positive vibes ✌
I'm sick of feeling this way. Why can't I stop thinking about you? Why do you get to move on? Did you actually still love me in the end? Do I ever even cross your mind? Do you care that I don't? The questions never stop. I'm not upset anymore. Well, not all the time anyways. I'm still hurt though and mad. Pissed even. Not at her, just you. She doesn't have a thing to do with it, she probably doesn't even know I exist. Or that we existed. And if she does, I hope you didn't lie. I hope you treat her better than you ever imagined treating me. I hope you're happy with your life now. One day, I'll actually mean that. I'll move on someday too, and it's going to take a while, but I will.
Give yourself something to look forward to that isn’t a person
the grave
[drawing of an orange tiger saying “I am resilient. I can handle this.” in a blue speech bubble.]
[drawing of a yellow cat saying “You are not a waste of space, of time, of anything. You are wonderful and your existence makes the world better.” in a blue speech bubble.]
You're still haunting my dreams...
I want a “just checking in” kind of love.
a “baby did you eat today?” kind of love.
a “you’re the first person I told” kind of love.
an “I gotta kiss you before you leave” kind of love
an “I love you” before we say bye kind of love.
an “I noticed that you need this so I got it for you” kind of love.
a “we’re not going to bed til we’ve made up” kind of love.
a wipe my tears away kind of love.
a nonstop joke fest until I smile again kind of love.
a goofy smile when I walk in the room kind of love.
a hold me until my panic attack passes kind of love.
a rub my back after work kind of love.
I just want to feel completely, totally, truly loved.