She said that she liked the taste of my kisses. She used to whisper that my breath smelled like a weird yet funny mixture of cigarettes and coffee.
Then, she slowly explained, like if it was no big deal, that my lips were the nicotine she was addicted to, and my tongue the caffeine that kept her up.
Now she kisses another man, with another breath, another tongue to taste.
And again i find myself all alone on the rooftop, drinking coffee to stay awake and smoking some cigarettes, trying to forget that we used to wait for the sunset like I’m doing at the moment.
And now i have that painfully familiar taste in my mouth again.
But no one to share it with.
—  Diego, “Town of the Colossus”

Love is … Being happy for the other person when they are happy, Being sad for the person when they are sad, Being together in good times, And being together in bad times.

Love is … Being honest with yourself at all times, Being honest with the other person at all times, Telling, listening, respecting the truth, And never pretending.

Love is … An understanding so complete that you feel as if you are a part of the other person, Accepting the other person just the way they are, And not trying to change them to be something else.

Love is … The freedom to pursue your own desires while sharing your experiences with the other person, The growth of one individual alongside of and together with the growth of another individual.

Love is … The excitement of planning things together, The excitement of doing things together.
Love is … The fury of the storm, The calm in the rainbow.

Love is … Giving and taking in a daily situation, Being patient with each other’s needs and desires.

Love is … Knowing that the other person will always be with you regardless of what happens, Missing the other person when they are away but remaining near in heart at all times.

—  Susan Polis Schutz
He is everything to me; his
oxygen hands, his daylight
mouth. I talk about him too
much. I can’t talk about him
enough. If you discovered the
trick to survival, you’d want to
tell the world about it too.
—  Rebeka Anne, romance: chapter 1

she will not believe you
when you tell her that she is beautiful,
but that is not the only thing
she’ll think you are lying about.

she will ask you daily if you’ve changed your mind about her,
no matter how many days pass
with you reassuring her you haven’t.

some days,
she will wake up and not remember how to love.
this isn’t for a lack of trying.
she will feel some kind of crushing and
inexplicable weight, something that makes
her want to cry for no reason at all.
she will forget that holding your hand can be easy.
everything will be heavy.

hold her like she is something worth holding onto.
hold her like she could escape and you do not want to let her go.
touch her tentatively, like you’re not sure if you’re allowed to
or touch her firmly, like you’ve never been more certain in your life,
just touch her and speak silently.

ask her questions, even if you don’t care about the answer.
try to care about the answer.
don’t cancel your plans-
this will only make her overthink everything.
she’ll probably overthink everything.
tell her about your childhood.
take her to your favorite spots.
don’t tell her you’ve taken other girls
to the exact place where she is standing.
don’t remind her that there have been other girls-
she has never been anyone’s first anything
and the moments that will feel the most perfect with you
are the moments where she can pretend that she is.

—  on loving a girl who believes she is utterly unlovable: caroline builta

1. Every time you feel like dissecting your vines grab a bottle of bright pink paint and doodle all over your body with it. Draw smiley faces, or write song lyrics. Just cover yourself with something positive so you don’t do something destructive.

2. Keep your iPod by your bed, so when you wake up and feel like you can’t do it anymore, you can blast Katy Perry or Blink 182, or whatever makes you happy, play whatever makes you feel powerful enough to get out of bed and live a little.

3. Remember that a scale is just an object, stop letting it take up so much room in your beautiful mind. When you feel like skipping meals, don’t. Your body needs you to eat, your mother needs you to eat, your little sister needs you to eat. So, stop giving into your demons, and start fighting them. You’re strong enough, you just have to try.

4. When you see the one who broke your heart, make subtle eye contact and give a light smile but then keep walking. It ended, and it ended for a reason. Don’t let one person be the control of your happiness. I know you feel like your heart is gone but it’s not, it’s still there darling, beating like a god damn drum.

—  4 things that help me get through the day

10 things I’ve learnt in the last 2 years

1. Your real friends are the ones who come back, time and time again. Your real loves are the ones who can let go until the time is right. Sometimes that is a few months, sometimes it’s never.

2. If he’s the type of guy you think wouldn’t call you the next day, he won’t. Some of them will make your heart hurt, others just leave you with bruises.

3. The most charming people, are often the most fucked up. The boy with messy hair and the crooked smile probably drinks too much and loves knowing you’re caught on every word he says.

4. Read as often as you can. Read a book a week. Fact, fiction, fantasy. Learn something new. Fall in love with the words you read and the adventures they take you on. Just know, no one will see a character the same way you do. Accept this.

5. No pain is worth destroying yourself over, because you will go off like a bomb and turn everything around you to dust and when you walk through the flames with your head held high you’ll realise what you’ve done. No amount of therapy can put dust back together.

6. You’re never too old, or too young. Go to museums and actually learn, go to the park and swing as high as you can. Take a walk somewhere quiet, watch the news, run away from waves and chase sunsets. Scream. Sing. Be quiet. Think.

7. There are so many kinds of sad. Some feel like a breeze, a cold shiver down your neck, goosebumps. Others feel like a shadow, no matter what you do you can’t shake it off…but then you can’t do much of anything because it feels like walking through water and being on fire all at the same time and it just won’t go away.

8. There are so many different kinds of happy. Some feel like you’re invincible, infinite, impossible, like you’re everything at once. Others feel like the still in a lake or the first page in a new notebook. Content and calm and “I’m okay”

9. A smile and a hello could be the start of everything, or the start of nothing. A spilt drink could be a crap start to a crap day or a crap start to the best day of your life. Take things with a pinch of salt, a spring in your step and as they come.

10. Nothing is the end of the world. When it feels like everything is falling down around you, get up, place your feet flat and remind yourself that this is solid ground and you are strong. You are okay.

—  I have to be up in about six hours but I needed to write.