barbiediaz:

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(via in-her-wildest-dreams)

foggysuggestion:

some days, you’ll oversleep and be late to class or work, you’ll look like an absolute mess, you’ll fail your biggest exam of the year, you’ll drop your phone in a puddle outside, you’ll say the wrong thing at the wrong time, you’ll lose the person you thought was the love of your life. you’ll cry your eyes out and feel so completely hopeless because everything seems like it’s going wrong, but even on those days, you’ll have people that love you. and some days, that’s all that matters. and that’s okay.

(via babygiraffesandpumas)

wnq-writers:

“The timing wasn’t wrong. Who we were at the time was wrong.”

sandralidell  (via wnq-writers)

(via undo-my-scars)

elierlick:

I thought it was going to be problematic but then it got so wholesome.

(via the-sad-boy)

(via the-sad-boy)

(via the-sad-boy)

untamedunwanted:

I guess I’m just sad because I didn’t realise this beautiful two person universe we built together came with an expiration date.

Nikita Gill

i-wrotethisforme:

Do you ever just listen to an old favorite song really loud in your headphones while staring at a skyline and fall in love with the world and your life and the person you’ve become even if things aren’t actually going well for you at that particular moment? Because it’s surreal and it’s empowering and I think it’s bliss.

sunflowerletters:

“I feel like, you and I are connected, that no matter how many times we promise to leave, that this time the door is close for good, that the infinite number of doors in front of me, all lead back to you. No matter how many other people stumble into our lives, we will always pick each other, time and time again, That you and I are connected, by something stronger than mere human will, and the sad truth is, maybe it’s always been you”

— Maybe I was born for you 

quotes-n-poetry-n-shit:

“Give me sunflowers, not the sun. Give me late night adventures, not late night promises. Give me a moment, not a lifetime. Give me your love, not your hope.”

— Wren