in a room full of art i'd still stare at you

hi and you are beautiful. but I don’t want small talk. text me, and without saying hello, tell me why you got so angry at your sister this morning. tell me why you have a scar shaped like Europe on the left side of your neck. send me paragraphs about the time you spent at your grandmother’s house that one summer. call me when I’m half asleep and tell me why you believe in God. tell me about the first time you saw your dad cry. go on for hours about things that may not seem important because I promise that I’ll be hanging on to every word you say. tell me everything. i don’t want someone who just talks about the weather.

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[anancientheart]

love is not just the soft place but also the place where you have to look at yourself and ask, “can i be better? can i be kinder? can i give more? can i listen more? can i grow? can i support?” 

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more pictures!

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In the end you’ll see who’s fake, who’s true, and who will risk it all for you.