looking so long for the words to be true..

[imaginablyy]

[sunflowersandsearchinghearts]

[stealyoursubstance]

Normal people: I love you

Matt Berninger: you know you have a permanent piece of my medium-sized American heart

Normal people: I'm feeling good

Matt Berninger: I'm a birthday candle in a circle of black girls

Normal people: growing up sucks

Matt Berninger: another uninnocent, elegant fall into the unmagnificent lives of adults

Normal people: do you miss me?

Matt Berninger: am I the one you think about when you're sitting in your fainting chair drinking pink rabbits?

Normal people: I look good

Matt Berninger: I'm a perfect piece of ass

Normal people: my life is falling apart

Matt Berninger: this isn't working, you, my middlebrow fuck-up

Normal people: I'm drunk

Matt Berninger: I'm on a bloodbuzz

Normal people: I'm afraid I'll end up hurting you

Matt Berninger: I was afraid I'd eat your brains 'cause I'm evil

Normal people: you're my dream girl

Matt Berninger: you know I dreamed about you for 29 years before I saw you

Normal people: I was busy

Matt Berninger: I'm sorry I missed you, I had a secret meeting in the basement of my brain

Normal people: I'm not very interesting

Matt Berninger: when I walk into a room I do not light it up... fuck

[-circa]

[jackrogersusa]

[the-fox-burrow]

Lovely breakfast with oregon-dreaming the other day.

[trading-places-deactivated20150]

[interiordesign-porn-deactivated]

[stealyoursubstance]

The world is crazy. Life is crazy, I'm crazy. You're crazy. It's crazy how much and how little can change in a year. It's crazy how different the future could be. Everything is crazy. And that's the way it should be.

[elenamorelli]

[phazn]

[stealyoursubstance]

♡I follow back♡

[larmoyante]

Let someone love you just the way you are – as flawed as you might be, as unattractive as you sometimes feel, and as unaccomplished as you think you are. To believe that you must hide all the parts of you that are broken, out of fear that someone else is incapable of loving what is less than perfect, is to believe that sunlight is incapable of entering a broken window and illuminating a dark room.

Marc Hack (via tallerthanlions)

[stealyoursubstance]

It is a strange thing, the mind. The way that it allows you to miss someone who was never there or ever yours in the beginning.

[stealyoursubstance]

It is both a blessing and a curse to feel deeply.

[stealyoursubstance]

On this evening my thoughts drift to what might have been. We would be feeling so blessed that fate or whatever it was brought us together. Our hearts would be full with the love of one another’s. The touch of our bodies next to each other would be electric. And your head would be consumed by the curiosity of what was going on in my head like mine would about yours. That’s all they will ever be. Thoughts of what might have been and never will be.

[stealyoursubstance]

My eyes feel so tired lately. And I don't know if it is from crying almost everyday because of the sorrow you have brought upon me or if they are weary from facing the world that you are no longer a part of. All I know is that you are tied to the reason.

[stealyoursubstance]

It's a constant battle. Everyday you drift back to my mind. I become consumed as I remember the joy I once felt, followed by the despair you left in my heart. I'm really struggling. I need to find the hope that went away on the day I lost you.