U know how in winter it gets so cold and u think u will never be hot again and in summer it gets so hot u think u will never be cold again I think that is how it is with ur feelings like when u r sad u think u will never be happy and when u r happy u think u will never be sad. But u will be hot again and u will be cold again and u will be sad again but most of all u will be happy again
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- 1/4 part of me: I want to be cute and delicate and have a petite body.
- 1/4 part of me: I want to look smokin' hot and sexy in a bikini and have curves and a fuck you attitude
- 1/4 part of me: I don't even care man I can totally eat all of that cake watch me
- 1/4 part of me: I want to murder everyone and laugh as i bathe in their blood
- january: new year, new me.
- february: ewh. relationships
- march: what even...
- april: raiiiiiiin
- may: ewww bugs.
- june: i can't wait for summer
- july: TOO MUCH SUMMER
- august: ugh school.
- september: nope.
- october: spooky.
- november: foodfoodfood
- december: shit.
Fall in love with love and life this summer. Spend time appreciating the beauty around you and the people who compliment your lives. Go out more and take as many pictures as possible. Collect memories. Go for long walks or bike rides and watch a fucking sunset. Meet up with friends, sit on a bench and catch up until itβs night. Do random shit. Eat fruit. Exercise outside. Have fun. Compliment strangers. Donβt pass a homeless person without giving them something. Anything. Just donβt ignore them. Meditate, spend the first 10 minutes of your morning sitting in silence. Donate some of your time to a childrenβs hospital or something to do in your community. Read a few books. Clear your mind and spend the rest of the day thinking positive thoughts. Eat clean and drink more water. Just live and enjoy life. We are not promised this evening, let alone tomorrow. Everything is temporary, so grab it while you can and hold it close to your heart. Fall in love with love and life this summer.
Some people are meant to fall in love with each other, but not meant to be together.
I am leading myself to my inevitable and complete destruction
Donβt date a girl just because everyone else in the room canβt take their eyes off her, or that black dress hugs her curves perfectly. Date a girl who you think about while waiting for the subway. Who makes you want your words to sound like some pretentious asshole who sits at Starbucks all day with a laptop wrote them. Date a girl who makes you think of stargazing in the summer and hot drinks in the winter. Donβt date a girl you can see the rest of your life with, date a girl who makes certain moments of your life unforgettable. Donβt date a girl who if after two weeks she βwonβt give it upβ to you. Donβt date a girl who if after 6 months wonβt give it up. Date a girl who you will wait till the ends of the earth till sheβs ready, a girl who you will gladly light the candles for. Date a girl who you will do anything to get that smile that melts your heart. Donβt date a girl who youβre dependent on. Date a girl who makes you more dependent on yourself to be better.
I always believed that we would find our way back to each other every time. But this time it felt final. Like I would never see him again, or that when I did, it would be different - there would be a mountain between us. I knew it in my bones. This time was it. I had finally made my choice, and so had he. He let me go.
the strangest part about a hurt this big is that no one
can really feel it but you;
no one else is going to remember it
5 years 5 months 5 minutes from now.you have his phone number memorized and you’ve thought about calling it a hundred times tonight but there are somehow
billions of people who don’t even know the color of his eyes.
the picture from last summer when both of you are
sun-soaked and laughing only holds two strangers that
so many people will never even see.he was your whole universe but when it’s in perspective,
you are just a speck of dust, and he, a pinprick of light
that you were unlucky enough to cross paths with.there are people who saw you out of the corner of their eyes
when you were on your first date, when he kissed you the first time.
they don’t think about you. they never did.
there’s a girl who bumped into him on the street the night
he left you and she mumbled a ‘sorry’ and then forgot him and
moved on, the way you never will.and when you are sobbing into your pillow and your whole body
is heaving with how much you love him,
how much you need him, how much it hurts,
someone across the world says his name and
doesn’t feel a damn thing.
