On fire trash can

No because pride and prejudice isn't "I changed myself for you so you would love me back." It's "your blatant rejection and disdain for me made me realize things about myself no one had ever been bold enough to tell me so I sat down and evaluated all my behavior patterns and why they came about and came to the realization myself that I had to work on myself. Also I don't expect you to love me now that I'm a work in progress, so I'm just going to do nice things for you because I don't like seeing you hurt." No wonder P&P fans refuse to settle.

The purest form of love is consideration. When someone thinks about how things would make you feel. Pays attention to detail. Holds you in regard when making decisions that could affect you. In any bond, how much they care about you can be found in how much they consider you

“A variety of wild animals visiting a water fountain”

(via)

Omg they’re all so small and thirsty and they know where to go to get a drink why am i crying

Oh well this was just delightful.

*covered in blood & in visible distress* i just need to write a list

The worst thing about everything is when you try your best and still are not good enough.

my bridge is so dark and scary if you wantto cross it you are going to need to answer my questions three. one are you mad at me

Full offense but some of you would run upstairs when pursued by a murderer

its where the bedroom at

- Walt Whitman

Never forget how they gave you distance when you needed love

i have loved every flaw of you, examined and held up every sin for digestion- to some, it is painful to face you but you are my sunshine (so bright), i turn wherever you shone- aching like a sunflower

- ellie-mae

oh teehee I'm in a silly goofy mood (I am hanging on by a fucking thread)

I hate these lows I get from not hearing from you. I realize I’m not a priority in your life. I want to get to know you more but you’re making it glaringly obvious that you don’t feel the same way. I can take a hint. I’ll leave you alone.

As much as I want your attention, I tired of begging for it. I’m tired of these breadcrumbs of attention you give me. I’m tired.

I’m sad you can’t reciprocate my time and the more I stay in this situationship with you, the more my mental health takes a blow.

I’m tired of wanting to cry all the time.

I’m tired of guess what you’re doing.

I’m tired of the silent, no communications.

I’m tired of everything.

You make me feel like a bother and a burden. I constantly want your attention but you could care less for mine.

I was hopeful for a minute but being hopeful means the disappointment hurts so much worse. “Maybe it’ll be different when he has more free time. “ “He’s going through it. He’ll give me more attention when he feels better.”

Letting this go it probably the best thing for myself right now.

As much as it’ll hurt me now, pushing it off till later will just hurt more.

The memories we made were fun. I don’t hate you or anything like that. You can’t force someone to like you. So if you don’t see me in that way, that’s okay. I’ll let go before I make a fool of myself.