No relationship is perfect so just find the right one to go through hell and heaven with.
— Mark Patterson (via kushandwizdom)
If one day you walk back into my life, yet again, I will gladly accept
But until then, fuck you.
You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won’t tell you that he loves you, but he loves you. And you feel like you’ve done something terrible, like robbed a liquor store, or swallowed pills, or shoveled yourself a grave in the dirt, and you’re tired. You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and you’re trying not to tell him that you love him, and you’re trying to choke down the feeling, and you’re trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you’ve discovered something you didn’t even have a name for.
— Richard Siken (via feellng)
I know what makes him cry and I know what makes him cum. So I win.
— My co-worker, on her ex. (via jdvlla)
Don’t tell me it’s just a phase, I’ve been sad for 3 fucking years. This isn’t just a phase
— (via freespokenmind)
I have so much I want to tell you, and nowhere to begin.
— J.D. Salinger, Seymour - An Introduction (via fuckmentaldisorder)