i would have loved you, you know? i would have loved all of you. i would have loved the drool on your cheek and bad morning breath you. i would have loved the “just one more minute” you even though we both knew you actually meant five. i would have loved the snow in your hair and rosy cheeks you. i would have loved the messy hair and tired eyes you when you’ve been up all night again. i would have loved the sad “i don’t want to be here anymore” you. i would have loved the random dance with me in the kitchen you and i would have loved the energetic let’s go for a hike at 3 in the morning you. i would have loved it all. i would have loved the insecurities and the doubts and the fears. i would have loved all of you.
you’re the best i ever had
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Destinations.
me everyday
Source: dariaquotes
stop yourself when you find yourself thinking spiteful or judgmental thoughts about others. this does not serve you. this does not serve them. there is no use focusing on other people’s flaws. focus on yourself. focus on shining your light so bright that others can follow. we are all on our own paths and there is no use tearing each other down. we must build each other up instead.
ladies: you can’t fix a toxic man. if he’s manipulative and rude and abusive at the beginning of a relationship, he’s going to continue being that way until it resonates with him that what he’s doing is wrong. no matter how many times you tell him, you can’t make him realize it. forgiving him and giving him chances even after he’s treated you terribly is encouraging him to keep doing it because he isn’t being punished for it. if someone is bad, they will stay bad until they choose not to be.
“You are not mine to miss, but I pretend that you are, and then I miss you—heavily, dreadfully, terribly.”
“People scare me. They change their minds so quick. One moment it’s “I love you” and “you make me happy” and the next it’s “I’m not sure anymore” and “this isn’t what I want””
— 07/23/15 (via beaglesarecute)
I want her always. I want to be the one she falls asleep curled up with. I want to be the one she confides in when something is going on with her friends. I want to be the only one to fix her coffee the way she likes it. I want to remind her to drink more water and take care of her after a long night out. I want to wake up with her on a Sunday morning and take her for coffee. I want to explain sports to her. It’s her. And it’s been her for so long.