The Best Version Of Me.

[soulfulreverie]

“I was naked in front of him; all my shields are down, defenses deactivated, insecurities, dilemmas and fear aren’t hidden, the constellation of scars and unseen bruises presented themselves—and he knelt before them and kissed every one of them. He then looked at me with a tender smile and said, “Now that I learned to love all the parts of you that no one claps for, will you let me clap for it and love you wholly?””

— s.a., the claiming

[geminigypsystuff]

“My biggest fear isn’t that you’ll lie to me one day or that you’ll cheat on me. My biggest fear is that you’ll wake up before me one Tuesday morning and instead of leaning in and kissing me on the cheek, you’ll look at my sleeping body and start to notice all of my flaws. My crooked nose, my chapped lips and the stretch marks spread along my stomach and thighs like a road map. You’ll think about my random spouts of jealousy and the fact that I talk too much. You’ll remember how annoying it is that no matter what, I’m always right and just how selfish I can be sometimes. You’ll walk into the kitchen, brew a cup of black coffee, stare at the pale morning rays of sunlight entering the window frame, and come to the conclusion, that for no particular reason at all, you don’t love me anymore.”

— things that keep me up at night (via fam-e)

[thewordsyouneverunderstood]

“I’m going to be honest, I am flawed in so many ways that sometimes broken mirrors are luckier than I am. I am cracked in every direction, splattered with old regrets and memories that probably will never fade away. I am the emotional baggage people leave behind at airports when they find their true loves, I am the product of things people never wanted. I have a lot of skeletons in my closet and I am not proud of some of the things I’ve done. On really lonely nights, I feel like I deserve all this and I don’t try to make up for my mistakes. I am stubborn– you would have more luck convincing the Greek gods of their shadows than you would with me. I’m picky and sad a lot of the times, being satisfied is a feeling I am not familiar with. I am telling you all of this now because as you know, we are all imperfect. But I don’t want you to spend your time looking for all the reasons why you shouldn’t love me; as human beings we are destructive compositions of everything our mothers warned us about and we will never find a person untainted by their own faults– if we were rational, we would take love off the table. There are a lot of things about me– about anybody– that should scare you. There are a lot of things to run away from. But I won’t hide them from you, like buried treasure, you will find them eventually. You will pick at them with the tips of your fingers and ask yourself if you can stand it, if your heart is strong enough to weather the symptoms of this particular person and I will bare my worst to you, promise you that bad days are in store if you decide not to leave. There is no use in lying, no purpose in trying to fix certain parts of ourselves that make us who we are– sometimes there are holes you cannot patch up. But I will do my very best to tell you the truth, to show you that I am not pristine, that pedestals are not where I belong. I will allow myself to be completely and utterly me around you. And that is the best way I know how to ask you to stay.”

— Let’s face it we’re all a little messed up but somehow that doesn’t stop us from loving (via ink-trails)

[cwote]

Just because you don’t look like somebody who you think is attractive doesn’t mean you aren’t attractive. Flowers are pretty, but so are sunsets and they look nothing alike.

[funcionoacafe]

“Then the men we try to love say we carry too much loss, wear too much black, are too heavy to be around, much too sad to love. Then they leave, and we mourn them too.”

— What we own from “Our Men Do Not Belong To Us”

[thegoodvybe]

[thegoodvybe]

[bookmania]

“If you didn’t grow up like I did then you don’t know, and if you don’t know it’s probably better you don’t judge.”

—

Junot Díaz, The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao

— Read this book.

[housestyles]

“We can’t control the way people perceive us; it’s a reflection of their state of mind, their insecurities and their own challenges they are battling. My intentions are good and my words are authentic, I can’t make everyone love me - but I will be me, and I will always be a kind, true heart – most importantly radiating tall as a beautiful sunflower.”

— Demetra Demi  (via demetrademi)

[aestheteheart]

When I judge a man for marriage, I mentally take away his looks, his money, his cars and everything materialistic and then ask myself what he really has to offer. Is he honest? Loyal? Caring and kind? Loving and trustworthy? Because let me tell you, while his good looks and money will make you weak in the knees now, at 3am when your child is crying to be fed. And your eyes are heavy and your body is weak from postpartum, it will not be how he looks or all that he owns that will matter. It will be the compassion in his heart, the mercy in his nature and the love for you in his soul that will push him out of bed to quickly feed the child and tell you “don’t worry honey, I got this.” That’s what I really envision long-term. Little moments like these that differentiates an ordinary man from an extraordinary husband and father. And that is all I need.

Nashiha Pervin (via aestheteheart)

[wordsparkle]

tell me that you never loved me and leave me behind when you drive away, but don’t you dare call me again when you’re years down the road and realize that the sky has the exact same color of my eyes and that you will never find anything like me again

e.e. (via wordsparkle)

[quotemadness]

Then there is the boy you can never stop thinking about. Whenever you see his name, it trips you up. Even if it’s one that belongs to many others, even if he belongs to someone else. You know he is a symbol of your weakness, your Kryptonite. How he rushes in like wildfire and burns through everything you worked so hard to build since he last left you in ashes.

Lang Leav (via quotemadness)

[writingtorelate]

“It’s been months since you left. You walked out but you never shut the door behind you. On most days I keep looking at the door hoping to see you walk in, saying you miss me and you made a mistake. On most nights I feel the lonely and cold winds because I refuse to shut the door. There are some days, very rarely when I leave the sight of the door and that overused couch and walk into the kitchen to make myself a nice meal. I put on some music and pour myself a glass of happiness. How is it that those are the days you choose to finally walk in? You sneak up on me and drink all the remaining happiness straight out of me. I know you’re going to walk back out and I know you’re never going to shut the door behind you. I guess it’s time I gathered enough strength to walk up to the door and close it for the sake of the love I have for myself. I have now but I’ve also left the window open for you. Just in case.”

— creatingnikki  (via wordsnquotes)

[remanence-of-love]

When trying no longer works…

[hippyness]

Things to do while going through a breakup

As told by someone going through a tough one:

Go for a long walk or run make an upbeat playlist first.

Clean and organize your room/closet/drawers/clothes etc.

Light some candles, put on a face mask and meditate for 15 minutes

Call a friend and ask them about their day or things going on in their life. It’s amazing how listening to another person can distract you from your own life.

Watch a light and funny tv show (the office)

Start a new TV series. I settled on Game of Thrones.

Read a book. I recommend anything by Jane Austen if you want to escape reality and get caught up in another era of drama and romance.

Go explore the library or used book store and find some new literature.

Try a new recipe. For example I found a really heathy and tasty blender muffin recipe! 2 bananas, 1 cup almond butter, 2 eggs, 1 TB of raw cocoa, 1 TSP baking soda and blend. Cook in mini muffin pan for 6-8 minutes.

Go out with some friends. Plan something, a movie or game night.

Have a good cry while watching a chick flick (ANYTHING Nicholas Sparks)

Try out different free fitness classes in your area. I go to orangetheory fitness and first class is free!

Blog.

Make lists, grocery list, to do list, goals for the week, month, year.

Go to a coffee shop and treat yo self to something yummy and people watch

Refrain from social media for a little. Block that asshole if you need to. It helps.

Get a massage. Look up local massage schools in your area they usually are cheap and long and gives the students the clinic hours they need!

Volunteer at an assisted living, hospital, shelter, pound, library etc. It can be a one time thing not a commitment but you may love it.

Yoga. YouTube some beginner videos if you’re just starting.

Go for a hike. Walk that trail you’ve never been to.

Cook yourself dinner and dessert or order out and watch a comedy

Avoid napping for long periods of time.

Reaffirm to yourself how fabulous you are and that this is just a small struggle and that one person does not need to control your thoughts and emotions forever. The old saying is true.. things get easier with time. So spend your time positively.

[housestyles]

“The saddest part is, you still hear them coming home, but, this time, with the heaviest footsteps you’ve ever heard. They don’t tell you how their day went, they don’t ask you what you’ve been up to. They don’t talk at all. They just come home to you, and deep down you know that they wish they didn’t.”

— Irally Cariaso (via ivc-spilledink)

[housestyles]

“What’s in a bad boy that makes you want to throw away all of the pretty things you are just to match his dirty, just to be all of the things you think that he wants, you change yourself to ignite the fire that he is because you’re afraid otherwise you’d put out the flames, you’re afraid he’ll like it, you’re afraid he will be soft for you, and you’re afraid you won’t feel anything anymore, you won’t feel the way you felt when you met him and he was spitting on the side walk while drinking Jack Daniels from a coke bottle, you’ll miss the adrenaline, the late nights, the fast drives, and you’re afraid he might love you the way you’re scared to be loved.”

— (via weallwritealong)