“When we think of love we think of red roses, little expensive gifts, dinner dates and champagne. It’s funny how we’ve linked love to grandeur. I wonder what happens to the other girls though. The ones who like daisies and prefer drinking whiskey. When I think of love, I don’t really think of any of these nice things. I think of how we fight until we can’t stand the sight of each other. I think of how I walk off and you hold me back, every single time. Even when I’m wrong. I think of how I’m on the phone to you while I pee and how I can’t stop smiling every time our song plays on the radio. I think of all the times you’ve tried to leave but circled back to me. I think of the tears, the anger and how my chest feels like it’s shrinking every time you break my heart. Someone once told me that you have to keep breaking your heart until it opens and you become whole. I think I’ll soon be whole if I keep you around.”—Becoming whole (via twentyeighth-ofmarch)
“I’m always soft for you, that’s the problem. You could come knocking on my door five years from now and I would open my arms wider and say ‘come here, it’s been too long, it felt like home with you.’”—Azra.T “My Heart is Full of Open Windows.” (via bl-ossomed)
“Who did that to you? Who fucked you up so bad, emotionally and mentally that you’ve completely shut down anyone who tries to help you. You don’t talk about your feelings, you push kind people away, and you let negative people in. You refuse to open up and let someone love or care about you. Who fucking did that to you?”—Well fuck. (via dolly-kitten)
We’re all seeking that special person who is right for us. But if you’ve been through enough relationships, you begin to suspect there’s no right person, just different flavors of wrong. Why is this? Because you yourself are wrong in some way, and you seek out partners who are wrong in some complementary way. But it takes a lot of living to grow fully into your own wrongness. And it isn’t until you finally run up against your deepest demons, your unsolvable problems—the ones that make you truly who you are—that we’re ready to find a lifelong mate. Only then do you finally know what you’re looking for. You’re looking for the wrong person. But not just any wrong person: the right wrong person—someone you lovingly gaze upon and think, “This is the problem I want to have.”
I will find that special person who is wrong for me in just the right way.
“If you’re ever lucky enough to find a girl who is a hopeless romantic with a dirty mind, you should hold onto that. Because she’ll be yours at two in the morning and at two in the afternoon the following day. She’ll kiss you where it hurts and until it hurts. And that’s important. Someone who not only knows how to turn you on but also knows how to treat you right is someone worth a little something… and a little more than usual.”—(via hefuckin)