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âPlease donât expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.â
â Sylvia Plath
Flowers for Veronica, Los Angeles
âLong Train Journeysâ by Jordan Bolton
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just to be clear, Iâm staying here as long as this site functions. I have 0 intentions of deleting this blog, I will go down with this ship if only to see exactly how bad it gets
âGo for it. Whether it ends good or bad, it was an experience.â
â (via schnapsliebe)
Your time will come. Until then, be calm. Breathe. Trust what is coming.
Nicole Addison
Words by justcallmebishop
âSeasons change, and so do friends. Some will be the winter to your spring, and some will be the summer to your winter, and whether you like it or not, youâre going to outgrow some, and some are going to outgrow you. Whether they stay or leave doesnât change those memories of watching the sun rise on top of a hill, sharing scary stories around the bonfire, or the times when they would be with you during your heartbreaks and take their time to watch your heart heal. Those who are the winter to your spring are there to remind you that life has its harsh realities, and those who are the summer to your winter are those who make you understand that despite the saddest of days, love is going to split your heart open again until you smile once more and always once more. But there will always be those youâll find along your journey or are already with you in your journey that are the summer to your light and the spring to your blossoms. You just have to stick around with those who love you with all of their craziness and passions and see that theyâll be someone youâd love to love no matter the stage of your life.â
â Juansen Dizon, Friendship
âThere are people who are always in love with the sky, no matter the weather. One day you will find someone whoâll love you the same way.â
â Anonymous (via wnq-anonymous)
Concept: You wake up one morning, motivated and inspired. You do your hair and put on your favourite outfit. You walk out the house and the weather is breezy, but your hair stays in place. You go to your third home, a quaint coffee shop and sit by the window. You watch people laugh and chatter as they pass you and you break into a smile. You ask the barista to add extra milk in your tea, and a little sugar because some sweetness canât hurt. You are so content, unbelievably happy and itâs not because anything amazing happened the day before, but things were falling into place. Life was good, it was just simply enjoyable.
Other ways to say âI love youâ:
i. My hands gravitate towards yours, fingers intertwine without trying, and lips touching without thinking.
ii. Whatever âsoulmatesâ are, you are more than that to me.
iii. Itâs as if I knew you from my past life, and how grateful I am to get the chance to meet you again in this one.
iv. Your heart is a black hole, the kind that pulls you into darkness with no way out, but the gravitational force is so great there is no escape for me, and even if scientists discovered a way out, I would never want to leave.
v. My heart was a barren field and you planted a bulb. You let me blossom and in time, I became a garden.
vi. All I see in your eyes are particles of eternity.
vii. Making peanut butter and jelly sandwiches becomes special when itâs with you.
viii. I was never afraid of death, but Iâve found myself more careful when crossing the street and walking home at late nights because I donât want to miss anything.
âSome days are like this. And the only way to get through them is to remember that they are only one day, and that every day ends.â
â David Levithan, Six Earlier Days (via anditslove)
A Rainy Day In Paris