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This will either make you really sad or really happy and I hope it's the latter 💎❤️

[thepersonalquotes]

[thepersonalquotes]

[thepersonalquotes]

[urgayandilikeit]

“I’m not excited for our first kiss… I’m excited for the day that I get to kiss you when you’re sad and grumpy and it’s been about 5 years or so since the first kiss but you can still feel everything behind it. If not more. Heaps more. You can feel how much I’ve grown to love you over that time… how I’ve chosen you day after day and I still can’t get enough of you and I still want you to be happier than anything in this world. Or I can’t wait till the day that I get to hold our kid in my arms for the first time and even though it’s gonna be one hell of a hot mess, you’re still going to kiss me like that. Like I am everything and like you’re the proudest person of me in my life. Like I just helped you start something more than us. Or the day when I walk out of the temple with you. Hand in hand (because you promised me that you’d do that for the rest of forever.) And that first kiss when we walk out will be my last first kiss and because it’s going to mean the world to me. Because that’s the day we’re going to become one. Or the day when we’re both old and I don’t look nearly as beautiful as I used to and I complain about the cold one more time. When you’ll just look at me and smile, take my hand, and kiss me with such an old love that I’ll know that I knew you before this life. A kiss that’s pretty much saying “you should know after 86 years that winter always comes but I love you more than the first winter we spent together. You are more beautiful now than when we met.” Man. That’s what I’m excited for.”

— Cameron Stetson

[urgayandilikeit]

[onlinecounsellingcollege]

“Love yourself as much as you want your soulmate to love you.”

— Elizabeth Daniels

[heavensghost]

Flashlight - the front bottoms

[myonlywayoutofhere]

“Love is not always roses, honey, and tea. Sometimes it is difficult being you, and sometimes it is difficult being me. And in the night if we are restless and our love stuggles to make sense, know that I will fight for us. Because I love you, and I know that you love me.”

- Day 376

Pillow Thoughts- Courtney Peppernell

[bandaidsfortheheart]

“The first time someone loved me, I tore open my skin like I was unwrapping a gift I’d been waiting years for. With no inhibition I let her in. But then she decided that my bones were not the place she wanted to build a home. So she let me go and left me standing there wide open and exposed. For six months I worked to sew my seams back together. Fingers fumbling and stitches popping, leaving aching gaps. And each time that someone new came knocking at my chest I let them unravel it again. Until one day my edges became so frayed that I could not fix them. That was the day I realized it was okay to shed my old skin and step into something with a little more stretch and a little more give. See, the beauty is, I still let people in. But when they leave, I do not call myself broken.”

— Skin, V.P.

[thoughtkick]

“Why do people think being with someone is the answer to everything?”

— Elizabeth Scott (via thoughtkick)

[unitedbyblue]

[onlinecounsellingcollege]

How do you go on when, in your heart, you begin to understand there is no going back? There are some things that time cannot mend. Some hurts that go too deep.

J.R.R. Tolkien (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

[iglovequotes]

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[thepersonalquotes]

[lovequotesrus]

Everything you love is here

[archbudzar]

[1980vibes]

[priveting]

[alovesynonymouswithdisaster]

Maybe he was right when he said my life was like a movie. Because I have faced catastrophes that make the end of the world seem like mercy, I have build walls so high that they can’t be crossed, and I have learned how to become numb with myself. Disassociation is my second nature, but loving you is my first. Maybe he was right when he said that I was going to fall in love in that cliche type of way. The kind of love where your bodies are pressed together, and you can’t help but want to be closer. I want to be closer. Maybe he was right. But he never mentioned the aftermath. He never talked about how I would fall in love, but then it would fall apart. Where does the end of school come in? Different paths leading to different lovers. Different dreams leading to broken hearts.

Oh god I don’t want to lose you. (via alovesynonymouswithdisaster)