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spones

His smile was one of those rare smiles that you may come across four or five times in life. It seemed to understand and believe in you, just as you would like to be understood and believed in.

kenziesodrepoems

0-b-l-i-v-i-0-u-s

fall in love with someone Who knows everything About you. Someone that Doesn’t ask boring questions, But ones with meaning, like How you like your coffee and What your favorite songs are. Someone who will ask about Your family, and your favorite Things. The things that make You happy...

kushandwisdom

born--for--this

ladymario

I was once asked by a lover “Why are you so insecure?” No one had ever asked me that Especially with such a calm nonchalance. I didn’t have an answer. I could tell him it was because of how I hate myself, How I despise the width of my hips And the length of my nose. I could tell him it’s because I’ve been told to be this way. But their mean words should be water under the bridge, Not water under my eyes at 2 a.m. I could explain that I’m failing at happiness: Finding it difficult to exist. But those all sound like excuses And I’ve been told many times to get over them; to love myself. I’m not sure I know what love is And I especially don’t know how to begin to love myself. There’s no course in that; no classes nor teachings. They say it’s because of the media Because of low self esteem Because of a desperate need for attention. But I’ve been trying for 20 years And I’m still left feeling inadequate. All of the goodness in the world Is of no use to those of us who are broken. I’ve lost the pieces. I can’t repair it. I can’t secure it.

Insecure, M.O. (via ladymario)