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L ♥ 19, Melbourne

[blossomfully]

Wait for someone who tells strangers about you.

S.Z. // Vodka thoughts #1 (via blossomfully)

[emptymidnights]

Sometimes, you go through something and it hurts and you don’t know if things are ever going to be okay again. But then days go by and you don’t feel like crying and you wonder what it means that you’re fine. You think maybe you’re ignoring your emotions and that they’ll come back out of no where. Until you’re driving home from work, singing along to the radio and wondering what you’ll have for dinner, and you realize you’re happy. Maybe that thing didn’t break you because you’re stronger than that. Maybe you can survive anything. Maybe you finally want to.

(via -moshimosh)

[quotesndwords]

How do you get over someone who was never yours? Who do you blame when you’ve broken your own heart?

(via quotesndpoems)

[danielodowd-deactivated20170124]

[thelovejournals]

Home is not where you are from, it is where you belong. Some of us travel the whole world to find it. Others, find it in a person.

Beau Taplin  (via charmrose)

[delta-breezes]

[fairiy]

// fairiy

[thelovewhisperer]

I wanna tell you how I feel, but I’m scared. Scared of being hurt again. Scared of you not feeling the same way. Scared of falling harder. You understand me. You make me smile. Really smile. I never thought I’d like you the way I do. I had to stop myself before, but now I’m not strong enough to do that anymore.

These quotes are for him (via thelovewhisperer)

[nasagal]

(not so) Breaking News: I’m sad again and everyone’s tired of hearing about it

[paradoxicalissue]

[t1234odd5]

I want that ‘have you seen the way he looks at her’ kind of love.

T.Collen.C (via t1234odd5)

[lattelesbian-deactivated2016091]

[expensivetastexox]

[sexemulators]

To be kind to all, to like many and love a few, to be needed and wanted by those we love, is certainly the nearest we can come to happiness.

Mary Stuart (via quotethatword)

[sunshine-cafe]

[suspend]

You make lists in your head about what you want in a lover, like brown hair and a sweet voice. A sharp mind and a soft heart, a sense of humor that actually makes you laugh like you mean it. This and that. And it’s all bullshit. Because people aren’t lists. And I’ve always wanted to be the person who made someone realize that. I want to come across someone with a list in their head that is nothing like the person I am, and I want to show them what they didn’t even know they were looking for. People who think they know what they want are fooling themselves. Nobody really knows what they want. Not until it’s right in front of them.

Anonymous (via suspend)

[kseniablog]

[awwww-cute]