[free-my-mindd]

[free-my-mindd]

[rosejuicewonderdrunk]

I need to be broken like an unruly mustang/ like bitten skin

—Kaveh Akbar, from Portrait of the Alcoholic

[stricatul]

you deserve someone who sees a misunderstanding as an invitation to connect deeper. not a reason to write you off.

[czl]

In American culture it is considered “bad luck” to leave the stove on when you’re not using it

[mynorthernattitude]

til my self sabotage do us apart

[8nin]

If she smiles when you choke her, you're not the one who's in control.

[oncce-againn]

It’s so attractive when someone openly admits their feelings for you and genuinely shows them.

[oluransom-deactivated20201026]

you’re laughing. i told you a joke and you’re laughing. i love you

[thehopefulquotes]

“and at some point I thought to myself: ‘no person deserves this,’ and I realized that includes even me.”

— Unknown

[thoughtkick]

“You will search for me in another person, I promise.”

— Unknown

[thoughtkick]

“When you care about someone, you just do, and nothing changes that.”

— Amanda Hocking, Lullaby

[resqectable]

“You know it’s love when all you want is that person to be happy, even if you’re not part of their happiness.”

— Julia Roberts

[thehopefulquotes]

“I think people would be happier if they admitted things more often. In a sense we are all prisoners of some memory, or fear, or disappointment—we are all defined by something we can’t change.”

— Simon Van Booy

[serendipityscrible-deactivated2]

Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level, belong together.

[perfeqt]

“Chasing after a guy who’s not interested in you will rip the hell out of your self-respect. Better to face facts now because the longer you put it off, the harder it’ll be.”

— Susan Elizabeth Phillips, Call Me Irresistible

[perfeqt]

“I was in my house, alone in the living room, anxious about you, watching the flashes of lightning. And a flash of lightning lit up this truth for me, right in front of my eye. That night I lost you, I lost something inside me. Or perhaps several things. Something central to my existence, the very support for who I am as a person.”

— Haruki Murakami