“I’m with you. No matter what else you have in your head I’m with you and I love you.”
— Ernest Hemingway
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@jacquelinemarie1855
“I’m with you. No matter what else you have in your head I’m with you and I love you.”
— Ernest Hemingway
Did you love me? Or did you love the fact that you could make me love you?
- o. leary
“It’s unexplainable, how you and I are so different, yet no one could ever still be comparable to how you and I understand each other in the absence of words; how we perfectly align despite the cracks in between; and how we stand tiptoe-ing on the edge in perfect balance. How ironic really, you and I, impossible in other people’s eyes, but right here and now, standing side by side, more than just possible, but certain.”
— -rochelleannejoy
never regret things done in love, revel them, cherish them, they are a reminder of a time when your soul was boundless
“how can the sound of your laugh at the other end of the room make me almost smell you as if you’re standing next to me but your silence in front of me make me forget your name as if I had never known you.”
— racoonclouds.tumblr.com (my second blog)
You’re trying. And it’s enough. Every time you laugh, you are echoing your being into this world. You are making history every time you take a step. Please remember, you are fundamental to the connectivity of this world. There’s nothing insignificant about you.
you see it wasnt about sex with her, it wasnt physical it was much deeper than that, more intimate, she satiated my soul
I have accepted that I was nothing more than collateral damage during the making of a solid man. If being a casualty in a war that was won in the end was the result of loving you, then doesn't the end justify the means?
@alexusnmartinez
Respect more than you love, for love without respect is like a camera without lens.
Being unapologetically yourself is a virtue in itself, no doubt. Which is a measure of acceptance of all the finite characteristics that make you, you. The catch perhaps is that, you may adjust the intensity of each attribute you have, in accordance to each relationship. To hold on to every important person in your life while not letting go of all that makes you, is a fine balance and no less than an art.
“I find it wholesome to be alone the greater part of the time. To be in company, even with the best, is soon wearisome and dissipating. I love to be alone. I never found the companion that was so companionable as solitude.”
— Henry David Thoreau (via fy-perspectives)