The person who makes me fall in love is the G.O.A.T period
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The person who makes me fall in love is the G.O.A.T period
I just saw an insta post saying, “I don’t know how to love small so if I can’t love you a lot I can’t love you at all.”
What even is love? Kafka pretty much summed it up when he said, “I’m thinking only of my illness and my health, though both, the first as well as the second, are you.”
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.
- Pablo Neruda
-Gabriel García Márquez
- Augusten Burroughs
Finding someone who truly sees you, loves you unconditionally, and embraces your flaws is like discovering a precious gem in a world of pebbles.
Cherish and protect that rare bond, because love this powerful only comes once in a lifetime. 💖✨
Who's the real you? The person who did something awful, or the one who's horrified by the awful thing you did? Is one part of you allowed forgive the other?
- Rebecca Stead
Clarice Lispector//Charles Bukowski
The beautiful in the ugly is my heart.
Vincent Van Gogh // Clarice Lispector
People always lie. All of them.
The ones who make promises,
The ones who swear they're different,
The ones who say they'll stay,
And the ones who claim they'll never leave
I remember confessing that I was too fucked up for you to love, but the way you held me close, cradling my fragile heart with your warmth, made me believe that everything could be okay.
Did you lie to her?
Why will I ever lie to her when she's all of my secrets?
-Unknown
-Jean Rhys
There’s too much love in my heart, but there’s also too much hate, fear, confusion, longing, pain, uncertainty, regret.