Mirrors should think longer before they reflect // When did you stop being enough? //She was like a butterfly, full of color and vibrancy when she chose to open her wings, yet hardly visible when she closed them.// if you were born into a world where you don’t fit in it’s because you were born to create a new one // If anyone can have it, I don’t want it.

I DON’T WANT TO DATE ANY BOYS I JUST WANT TO MAKE THEM ALL WISH THEY WERE DATING ME

"So here’s my question: when you lose the most important person to you in the entire world, where is all the love – love you never even knew you were capable of – supposed to go?"

"Build someone up. Put their insecurities to sleep. Remind them they’re worthy. Tell them they’re magical. Be a light in a too often dim world."

i have a big forehead and it’s filled with loving thoughts 

"My heart is screaming for you. I didn’t know that it could do that, but I hope you hear it."

"Do you ever realize how badly you’re going to miss a moment while you’re living it? Like wow, these are the good days. I am here and I am happy and I feel alive."

"Eat healthy, workout, read books, be positive, expand your consciousness. Do things that will help you become a better person inside and out."

IF U EVER MEET SOMEONE WHO MAKES UR LIFE FLOW EASIER AND MAKES U LAUGH A LOT KEEP THEM, THAT’S ALL U NEED

"I, MYSELF, AM AN ADVENTURE. COME EXPERIENCE ME."

You don't have to be naked to be sexy

The capacity to be alone is the capacity to love. It may look paradoxical to you, but it is not. It is an existential truth: only those people who are capable of being alone are capable of love, of sharing, of going into the deepest core of the other person—without possessing the other, without becoming dependent on the other, without reducing the other to a thing, and without becoming addicted to the other.

The area dividing the brain and the soul Is affected in many ways by experience — Some lose all mind and become soul: insane. Some lose all soul and become mind: intellectual. Some lose both and become: accepted.

One reason we struggle with insecurity: we’re comparing our behind the scenes to everyone else’s highlight reel.

when it’s been a while since you’ve last liked somebody and you’re confused whether it’s affection that you’re feeling or desperate boredom caused by being alone for too long

When I look upon the past with her, she disappears without me noticing. Or she may not have existed from the start.

Why didn’t it happen between us? Why did I fail? Why did you come close enough… and no closer ?

❝

Come closer to me, come closer. I promise you it will be beautiful.

You know me now. I’m only good at beginnings.

Why do people have to be this lonely? What’s the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?

How can you say you love one person when there are ten thousand people in the world that you would love more if you ever met them? But you’ll never meet them. All right, so we do the best we can. Granted. But we must still realize that love is just the result of a chance encounter

That’s what the world is , after all: an endless battle of contrasting memories.

Finding is losing something else.
I think about, perhaps even mourn,
what I lost to find this.

I want to be a mystery to you,
untouchable, 
a star all to myself
a galaxy away from your starved fingers

We sometimes encounter people, even perfect strangers, who begin to interest us at first sight, somehow suddenly, all at once, before a word has been spoken.

You’re destroying me. 
You’re good for me.
I like you. 
How unlikely. 
I like you. 
How slow all of a sudden. 
How sweet.
Please, devour me.

Sometimes we love with nothing more than hope. Sometimes we cry with everything except tears.

I keep creating myself, I am the giver and the gift.

You make me crave a part of me, I never knew existed.

I am lonely in the way the bullet longs for a body.

Hand jobs and blow jobs are called jobs because they’re tedious and dicks are gross. Going down on a girl is called eating out because it’s a privilege

So upset I can barely type

Only you can control your happiness

Life is tough, so stay strong.

Don’t think, or judge, just listen.

Become better and you attract better.

He’s somewhere, nowhere, everywhere at once

We are memories yet to be

In another lifetime, maybe I’ll survive.

Dedication makes champions out of people

You played with fire. I burned

i never knew what it meant to be in love. i remember laying eyes on you i thought you were so beautiful. we talked for hours. the love was a seed. the more i spent time with you, the more it flourished. it grew and it grew and grew, until it filled every cell in my body. i never thought it was possible to love someone so much. every love song, every romance film, well it all makes sense. i understand now.

even in the darkest moments, you bring light.