I’m no longer worried. I am excited, finally happy, and scared shitless, sure, but that is merely the side effect of falling in love. Nothing could scare me enough to let go of that.
Ramshackle Glory (via thisishowyouspellconformity)
Dalia never showed me nothing but kindness, she would say ‘I know how sad you get’, some days I still get that way, but it gets better, it gets better, it gets better,sweetie, it gets better, I promise you, and she’d tell me,
Your heart is a muscle the size of your fist, keep on loving, keep on fighting, and hold on, hold on, hold on for your life
10:22 pm (via praying-to-be-happy-again)
(via awholemessofshit)
I deserve someone who actually gives a fuck about me because I’ve spent my entire life making other people happy when all they did was leave.
kiss her forehead, slap her ass and make her breakfast
(via deletingmyself)
I wanna be alone with you
I got lost in the night
I wanna belong to you
I got lost in the night
And your whispers, they gently
Show me I belong
Next to you
The phrase “something snapped” doesn’t come to mind when I get upset. It feels like a dark tidal wave takes my mind away from me and plagues it with awful ideas, thoughts, images. I wouldn’t do this to myself on purpose, would I? Its an inevitable swelling of rage and frustration that not only leaves me but the people, person I care about most feeling the same damned way.
Maybe I am crazy. Who fucking knows. But regardless of this perversion of the sentences and incomplete, confused thoughts swirling around in my mind, I know that
everything will be okay.
