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So if I asked you about art, you'd probably give me the skinny on every art book ever written. Michelangelo, you know a lot about him. Life's work, political aspirations, him and the pope, sexual orientations, the whole works, right? But I'll bet you can't tell me what it smells like in the Sistine Chapel. You've never actually stood there and looked up at that beautiful ceiling; seen that. If I ask you about women, you'd probably give me a syllabus about your personal favorites. You may have even been laid a few times. But you can't tell me what it feels like to wake up next to a woman and feel truly happy. You're a tough kid. And I'd ask you about war, you'd probably throw Shakespeare at me, right, "once more unto the breach dear friends." But you've never been near one. You've never held your best friend's head in your lap, watch him gasp his last breath looking to you for help. I'd ask you about love, you'd probably quote me a sonnet. But you've never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable. Known someone that could level you with her eyes, feeling like God put an angel on earth just for you. Who could rescue you from the depths of hell. And you wouldn't know what it's like to be her angel, to have that love for her, be there forever, through anything, through cancer. And you wouldn't know about sleeping sitting up in the hospital room for two months, holding her hand, because the doctors could see in your eyes, that the terms "visiting hours" don't apply to you. You don't know about real loss, 'cause it only occurs when you've loved something more than you love yourself. And I doubt you've ever dared to love anybody that much. And look at you... I don't see an intelligent, confident man... I see a cocky, scared shitless kid. But you're a genius Will. No one denies that. No one could possibly understand the depths of you. But you presume to know everything about me because you saw a painting of mine, and you ripped my fucking life apart. You're an orphan right? You think I know the first thing about how hard your life has been, how you feel, who you are, because I read Oliver Twist? Does that encapsulate you? Personally... I don't give a shit about all that, because you know what, I can't learn anything from you, I can't read in some fuckin' book. Unless you want to talk about you, who you are. Then I'm fascinated. I'm in. But you don't want to do that do you sport? You're terrified of what you might say. Your move, chief.

Good Will Hunting

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I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car, I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme. I hate it, I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry. I hate it when you're not around and the fact that you didn't call. But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.

10 Things I Hate About You

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It’s terrifying How you can love with all your being- Love them to the moon and back, Love them with a burning, fiery passion, And they’ll take advantage of this and destroy you.

E.G. // And you’d probably let them, because what better way to burn out than by the one who fueled your fiery love? (via whatisthenormal) Yeah...

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And one thing that I love and hate the most Is people always change but the memories don’t. And lately I can’t even eat, lately I’ve been feeling ill. When you cannot sleep at night that’s when you know shit is real. You don’t even need a gun, You don’t even need a pill, If you ever wanna die Fall in love and you’ll get killed.

Song lyrics (via whatisthenormal)

#real #song lyrics #lyrics #it’s so real #struggles

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Hey you.” “You know it’s funny.” “I love you.” You. You. You. Whenever I hear the word you, no matter who it is, I always think of… You.

E.G. // You (via whatisthenormal)

#always #you #thoughts about you

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When I first saw you, the real you, I hated you. I hated everything about you, there is still a burning anger when I think about that day. The day you stood there with dead eyes and a grey face, the day you told me you loved me. The lies you told me every day and night as you stood there watching my every move. God it was painful because I had no where to go. There was no escape from those words that tortured me for year and years… until one day, it didn’t hurt. Until I looked at you and you stared right back and you meant it and so did I. I love you. I love you. I love you. I smiled so hard for the first time in years, and it was all because of you and those words. No one has said it quite like you and sometimes, despite being in a serious relationship I still visit you in the middle of the night and whisper the words “I love you” and you echo it back. It was hard to learn to lose someone like you, but the practice made it so real that nothing else mattered. Those words were all I needed to get by on rough days and I have to thank you for that. I thank you every morning despite saying it out loud. I look at you and see you and love you. You taught me how to love, and how to be loved. Until the mirror breaks…

@jant-is-my-name This beautiful writer touched my aching heart with her poetry of self love. (via whatisthenormal)

#love #hate #love yourself

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For others, I want to be the person I wish I had in my own life… because I know all too well of what it’s like to not be acknowledged, cared for, and lonely.

E.G. I’ll always be there… (via whatisthenormal)

#alone #caringforpeople

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I smile at her, she looks back at me and says “what?”… I reply “nothing.” But little does she know that she is the most stunning human being I’ve ever laid eyes on and I can’t help but fucking stare. God she’s just so beautiful. I adore her.

so adorable