it’s not naive of you to expect someone to value the love you gave them

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it’s not naive of you to expect someone to value the love you gave them
“Falling in love was simple; one had only to yield. Digesting another person, however, and sustaining love, was bloody work, and not a soft job.”
— Hanif Kureishi, Midnight All Day (via books-n-quotes)
“She’s the type of girl who would hold you while you cry and stay up all night just to make sure that you’re okay, even if she’s the one breaking sometimes.”
— (via schnapsliebe)
you’ve gotta stat romanticizing your life. you gotta start believing that your morning commute is cute and fun, that every cup of coffee is the best you’ve ever had, that even the smallest and most mundane things are exciting and new. you have to, because that’s when you start truly living. that’s when you look forward to every day.
Express yourself however you feel comfortable.
please — take care of your heart, spirit, and soul. please — protect your happiness, energy, and mind.
I’m literally doing my best but I’m not gonna beg anyone to understand that
He is not the sun. You are.
Christina Yang (via maybe-you-need-this)
New York City - New York - USA (by Kārlis Dambrāns)
I knew that what was left of me would always love you, but never in quite the same way.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned (via thelovejournals)