|—||Unknown (via dances-withgoddesses)|
|—||Anonymous (via psych-facts)|
|—||Eric Thomas (via thatkindofwoman)|
I woke up missing you, but how do I miss someone that was never really mine in the first place? Yet, there seems to be a tiny part of me that aches for your presence; not your body but for your mind to still be here with me, on the same page.
I woke up wanting to wave a white flag and call you first. Is that what you want? For me to give up first? For me to apologize for a battle I did not start, for a war I did not even want? But I am too stubborn and too hurt to swallow my pride. Why do I have to be the one to do so?
I woke up with so many things left to say to you. All of them have just become permanent thought bubbles in my head. Why? How? It’s like you’re a storybook I need to write a response on but I never got a chance to finish reading. Now that is not fair.
That is not fair at all.
|—||Ming D. Liu, Things I wanted to say to you right now (VI)|
you will stumble upon
someone who will start
a fire in you that cannot die.
However, the saddest,
most awful truth
you will ever come to find––
is they are not always
with whom we spend our lives.
I want you
to think about kissing
as much as I
|—||Alena M. (via 400eurojob)|
Found this while cleaning out my computer
Source: My old ochem TA
Didn’t know if you guys would find this useful