I want to be happy.
Some people punch walls; I’ve seen it happen. I’ve made it happen, unintentionally. Some people cut; I’ve known someone who did. Some people suicide; I lived next to someone who attempted to. I’ve seen a whole lot, but that doesn’t help me think twice. I’m so frustrated. I don’t have control on my own life. You won’t let me have that control. I want...
If I choose you, I choose you.
viviant-vthai: Don’t say “There are better guys/girls better than me”. I want you and only you.
To all the couples that get to see each other...
markmejia: You better be fcking thankful for that shit.
mmmelissa: I think one of the saddest feelings in the world is realizing that someone is slowly starting to take you for granted. When at one point they used to cherish you and value the little things you did for them, yet now they seem to not appreciate them or notice as much as they used to. It’s as if they don’t treasure you the same way they once did. It hurts the most because you know...
1112pm: You can say I’m different, now. I’m not any more or less selective or willing. I just promise I won’t take the bullshit or waste time having anybody make me cry and I sure as hell won’t limit my options or try to prove anything to you if you don’t already see it; if you don’t take me the way I am.
For what it’s worth: it’s never too late to be whoever you want to be. I hope...– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via 38k)