Beauty in the Mind.

[li-ttle-lies]

“You have moments where you think you’re over it and then you have others where you cry on the bathroom floor wondering why you weren’t good enough.”

— (via tullipsink)

[somepiecesofmyheartandsoul-deac]

“I hate to say this but,” he spoke as he placed his cup of coffee on the table, “I am a complex person.” “Complex like apartment complex?” He laughed at her quirky reply. “Yes,” he said, “I am like a huge apartment with many doors and walls. You will end up getting lost and finding the exit is almost impossible.” She began to smile as she looked at him, “Well, who says that I want to find the exit?”

Lukas W. // Forgotten Words #247 // Complex (via somepiecesofmyheartandsoul)

[picsandquotes]

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[latelycravingmore]

I’m at the point in my life where I need you to be straight up honest and back up every word you say with actions. If you miss me, tell me. If you wanna see me, show up or ask me to come over. If you’re upset with me or something in general, tell me. I’ve done the whole playing games, chasing hearts around that never belonged to me. I’m done doing it. If you want me, I’m here, where I’ve been. Say what you mean and mean what you say.

[books-n-quotes]

I wanted to tell you that wherever I am, whatever happens, I’ll always think of you, and the time we spent together, as my happiest time. I’d do it all over again, if I had the choice. No regrets.

Cynthia Hand, Boundless (via books-n-quotes)

[kittenslittle-demons]

You complained that I didn’t trust you but I surely believed in you and that was the mistake. When you’re the kind of person who builds trust rather than hand it out you supplement it with belief, but broken belief is just as painful.

So when you tell me I never trusted you, remember you never let me.

[thewordsyouneverunderstood]

We’re sitting around a circle talking about the worst thing we’ve ever done. When it’s my turn to tell the story- I lie. I don’t tell them about your 60 missed calls and the 12 text messages in which you begged me to fight for love as much as you were willing to die for it. I don’t tell them that I kissed your bestfriend a week after I asked you to never call again or that when you found out, you didn’t hear it from me. I forget to tell the part where you lose who you are over me for some time. How you pick up your old habits. How you started drinking on the weekends and how they turned to weekdays. I don’t even tell them that I never apologized and I don’t talk about how I never looked back. I skip the part where you swore to yourself that you’d never love anyone else like me because it’s not the kind of story I want to tell. Because when they ask me about the worst thing I have ever done, it always comes back to you. I wonder how you’re doing and if maybe you’ve found it in yourself to forgive me. When they ask me about the worst thing I’ve ever done, I spare the time of the details. I jump to the biggest thing, I tell them that I wasn’t deserving of a love like that. That I destroyed the one person who loved me above anything else. I tell them that you set the world on fire for me and I looked the other way.

 (via thewordsyouneverunderstood)

[excerptsofstories]

You know those moments when you just miss them? You go looking for a picture or maybe even a text message you forgot to delete. Just to remind yourself that at one point you did matter to them. That it wasn’t all a lie. That for even just a moment you were all they thought about.

Excerpt from a book I will never write #972 // @lesliestephaniee (via excerptsofstories)

[thelovejournals]

I love you and I won’t give up on you even if you don’t want me anymore, I’ll always carry you around in my heart.

Tenari Ioapo (via kittenslittle-demons)

[somepiecesofmyheartandsoul-deac]

I just want to love you, I just want the best for you. But why are you throwing me away? Why are you destroying everything you love? Why?

Lukas W. // Coffee thoughts #97 (via somepiecesofmyheartandsoul)

[kittenslittle-demons]

he’s just like Kris, aggression, the way he treats me. probably why I stay. 

[blunder]

Friendship after a relationship is just a silent goodbye.

http://adrenaline.tumblr.com/ (via adrenaline)

[kittenslittle-demons]

From the first time I saw you smile and every day after I was so enveloped in an overwhelming sense of warmth that the cold felt like a distant nightmare. You had such a way about you, a way you carried yourself so strongly that I knew I wasn’t going to let go, to let you go seemed like a fault in anyone’s thought process. An imperfectly perfect person in a sea of people with a desire for the beauty within anything that shined. Speaking of shining, everyday I was drowned in the euphoric feeling of your voice was another day that I woke up the sun was going to shine whether day or night.

I pray that I never breathe another day where the king of what I call a heart is sweeping me from my feet with a single hello. I wont forget the first time I saw you, through your car window (you should have opened the door sooner you loser). I couldn’t figure out the slur of emotions that sunk deep into the cells of my body, I knew it before and I knew it then, I loved you with the strongest love I could provide. To say I was blessed to meet you would mean that something could compare to the feeling of your love, and nothing begins to reach that.

[somepiecesofmyheartandsoul-deac]

Some days, I will love you more than the universe itself, whereas some days, I will love you less, much less than I love myself. But please keep the following words in your heart;  That I will still love you. Less or more, I will love only you.

Lukas W. // Love only you (via somepiecesofmyheartandsoul)

[kittenslittle-demons]

I honestly hope and pray to go, that Krisenfur’s life is better and thriving.

[kittenslittle-demons]

Whiskey and a Memory

I wanted to start the letters by saying "hey how have you been? Anything new going on?" As if what happened never did but let's be honest, we can't get passed what we did to each other. It was harmful you know, I sit back and look at all the times we were on our knees begging for an answer from some frivolous god who'd throw wisdom to anyone. It would take some sort of catastrophic miracle to have us both in love at the same time. We didn't ask for each other you know? We sipped our tea on a summer afternoon and as we looked up our eyes met. It was love at first sight! From then on we were inseparable - yeah right. You were the bad boy that was way out of my league and I was the helpless, innocent new girl who wanted nothing more than to be wanted. You could smell it on me, you sank your fangs in before you even opened your mouth and my skin tore at the moment of your gaze.

We were completely inseparable at first and when I say that, it means we were always naked and on top of each other. Drunk and sloppy, the world meant nothing to me anymore because the taste of your whiskey lips drug me out of this reality. It's like it wasn't real anymore, my memories couldn't be bothered to unlock how I felt when you touched my skin. Maybe my fingers dont comply with my mind and make a hint at how badly I miss you at night when my apartment is quiet and the sound of you breathing doesn't fill my ears.

Do you ever regret a memory? As if your mind should know to throw this one in the recycle bin of life. Maybe it was a dream in the moment and maybe my heart fluttered a few times back then but now all I can remember is all the times you told me you never loved me.

[remnant-thoughts]

“I fear I may never love the kind of love I had loved when I loved you.”

— “some day, love” remnant-thoughts