They Say That Love Is Forever

Thankful to be in love with my bestfriend.

[decision]

[summersweeet]

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[decision]

[gosh]

“If flowers can grow through blankets of melting snow, there is hope for me.”

—

Tyler Knott Gregson, Haiku on Love

(via adrenaline)

[aesthyric]

[wlwbeauty-blog]

Concept: you’ve been married to your wife for 3 years. You wake up in your bed before she does, your nose cold but your body warm. Careful not to wake her, you get out of bed and your toes curl when your feet hit the cold floor. You brew a pot of coffee and take a cup, making sure to leave enough for her. You pull on a big sweater and walk out onto your deck, sitting in a big wood chair to look out over the forest. The leaves are orange and edged with frost. All is quiet as the sun rises over the trees. You hear the door opening behind you and your wife sits down next to you, wrapping the comforter from your bed around both of you shoulders. You sit there like that until the sun is well up and your coffee cups are empty.

[extrashenanigans-deactivated202]

Oh my god. This is it. I want this so badly.

[knowing]

[sleeepinglover]

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[nakedly]

“We often want it so badly that we ruin it before it begins. Overthinking. Fantasizing. Imagining. Expecting. Worrying. Doubting. Just let it naturally evolve.”

—

unknown

today’s mantra

(via astound)

[blossomfully]

I was so angry. Not because we’d ended, or because things hadn’t worked out the way I’d hoped. I wasn’t angry because I loved him so much that I’d given up half of my dreams for him. It wasn’t even because he’d tainted every memory I had, every ounce of happiness I’d allowed myself - not because he’d taken the light and cast shadows everywhere. I was angry because I’d tried so hard to make things work. Because I’d given so much of myself to something that must have been doomed from the start. I was angry because I’d allowed myself to love a person who would never have understood that love. I was angry because I’d broken my own heart.

Sue Zhao (via blossomfully)

[20somethingandstilllost]

You come up with all of these scenarios in your head and they drive you mad. But the truth is they’re all an extension of the same thing: you want someone and they don’t want you back.

Sue Zhao (via 20somethingandstilllost)

[excerptfromabookyoullneverwrite]

It was words that I fell for. In the end, it was words that broke my heart.

Lang Leav (via excerptfromabookyoullneverwrite)

[excerptfromabookyoullneverwrite]

With or without him, you know you’re going to be fine, but I get it… had it been up to you, you’d have preferred to be just fine, with him.

TheCrimsonKiss Cici. b (via excerptfromabookyoullneverwrite)

[vomitingwords]

She was wrapped in a blanket of petals, surrounded by thorns— a soft beautiful heart guarded by strong walls.

ma.c.a // Rose, Lovely Rose (via vomitingwords)

[ck-writings]

maybe this is it. the story ends here the ink is used up you can no longer write even though you aren’t nearly  finished and even if there’s still so much paper left

ck.writes (on Instagram)

[thoughts-into-ink]

I think a lot about moments. Your whole life can change in a second, but you might not remember it the next day. Everything I am, I am because of a few moments, scattered over the years, and I don’t know which ones are important. I may not even remember them. That’s some sort of cosmic injustice, isn’t it? That I can forget the things that make me who I am, but I’m still trapped as myself.

Journal Entry; 2 Dec 2017 (via thoughts-into-ink)

[thoughts-into-ink]

I feel strange today. I don’t like it much. It’s foggy outside. The whole world is blue-tinged white and dirty snow. I can see my breath and it scared me at first because I had forgotten I was still alive. The earth is spinning and I swear I can feel it. My head is spinning and I don’t know why. I think everyone would forget about me if I walked outside and didn’t come back. The fog makes me want to disappear.

Journal Entry; 4 Jan 2017 (via thoughts-into-ink)