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At this age you gotta accept that if you want to be with someone, you both still got growing up to do. You either grow together or outgrow each other.
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Some of the days will be like children running, playing and laughing at the park. Families eating together inside a comfy restaurant. Teenagers walking hand in hand. A lovely lady inside a fancy boutique trying a dress with her smile and lips apart. Some of the days will be sunny as if the whole world decided to spread a happy vibe. But we both know darling, that some of the days will also be like silence in a crowded room. Like a man alone sitting on a bench watching people passed in front of him from morning to noon. Some of the days will make you love yourself more, yet some days will make you realize how people tend to judge one another. Some of the days will make you feel like you wanted to change the world because of everything you feel—because of the worst things you’ve seen. Some of the days will make you want to smile at every single stranger who you’ll meet. As if you wanted them to see how wonderful the day is. Some of the days will tell you who you are, and some days will drag you somewhere else trying to tell you that you’re lost again. Yet also maybe every day might be all the same to you. Because you’ve been doing the same thing again and again. But darling, when you try to look back, years from now, you will always find yourself wondering what time can do to us. That no matter how many times you tell to yourself that nothing is different, if it’s not you, then the world will always make you realize that a lot of things already changed. Including every people around you. Even you.
ma.c.a // Days in a Year (via vomitingwords)
He didn’t beat me with his fists
But he did beat me with his words
The bruises weren’t on my body
But on my mind and soul
And engraved in my bones
That lingered
Years later
No matter how much I tried
To erase it all
melindacarolinee (via melindacarolinee)
Just because you don’t say much doesn’t mean people don’t notice you. It’s actually the quiet ones who often draw the most attention. There’s this constant whirlwind of motion and sound all around, and then there’s the quiet one, the eye of the storm.
I never understood the feeling people meant when they said that someone “feels like home”
Until he put his arms around me
Chapters from my life ||
melindacarolinee (via melindacarolinee)
melindacarolinee (via melindacarolinee)
Sometimes you just have that bond with someone
That connection
You can feel it deep in your soul
Settled in your bones
No matter what happens
Even if you don’t speak for a long time
It’s still there
Alive but calm
But when you come together
It bursts brighter than the sun
Chapters from my life (via melindacarolinee)
Nobody’s lives just fit together. Fitting together is something you work at. It’s something you make happen - because you love each other.
You know that moment, when you’re just a little bit drunk? When you can say what you want because your defenses are down? Or you can do that thing that you never could, because your inhibitions are lower? I wish we could live like that all the time. Be happy just because our defenses are down.
L.W. - excerpt from a book I’ll never write #68 (via thingsnobodywillread)
I understand that there are fears
leaving you all scared, in tears,
that struggles are eating up your insides,
leaving you wide awake at midnightI know that you are afraid
of being unwanted or being too late,
of becoming lost in the self-doubt
while others got their lives all planned outbut remember that beauty lies
in the unknown and up in the skies,
that coincidence is a source of liberty
and your freedom worth an infinity.
// the future
j.d.m. (via poetryandthesea)
j.d.m. (via poetryandthesea)
Everybody says ‘not a day goes by that I haven’t thought about you’ and I felt like that was the stupidest saying because one day you would forget. One day you wouldn’t think of her. One day everything would be great and you’d make it all the way through without memories popping into your head. It was just bound to happen. But then it happened to me. A year gone by and not a single day that she hadn’t been on my mind. And it’s not like it just happens once and then the rest of the day is normal. It’s constant memories. It’s pictures in my head. It’s voicemails. It’s her smile when I close my eyes. It’s her laugh that I still hear. It’s her hazel eyes that are branded into my thoughts. So now I don’t take it lightly when someone says ‘not a day goes by that I haven’t thought about you’ because I’ve been through it and it’s a pain I would never wish on anyone.