Louis Tomlinson writes songs about calling Harry Styles his queen #dealwithit
“Sometimes I am quiet around you. Not because I’m sad, No. I’m afraid. I’m afraid that if I start to talk, I won’t be able to stop, and I’m afraid that I’ll say all of the things I’m not supposed to say and reveal all of the things that I promised I wouldn’t. Because I’m not supposed to feel this way, and you are not supposed to know. I sit in silence, giving you a closed-lip smile every so often to reassure you that I’m alright. I know you worry. I just can’t open my mouth or I may tell you how beautiful you look tonight. I just can’t open my mouth, or I may tell you that you invade my every thought throughout the day. I just can’t open my mouth, or I may tell you that I love you, love you more than you think I do. So I smile, mouth closed. And I go home, and I sob into the sheets of paper, because you are the subject of everything I write, despite how desperately I try to stop it - to stop all of this. Your name floods my mind and flows out with the ink, and it is out of my control.”
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I can’t stop it.
“Sometimes I build my walls so high that when I need someone they can’t get over. Sometimes I push people away because I’m scared they’ll break my already shattered heart. I am stubborn, moody, unpredictable and sometimes I get really sad. My on going battle with depression has put me in a hole that I've turned into my home. I’m a mess, I’m a handful, I’m not easy to talk to, I’m annoying, you’ll hate me sometimes. I’m an out of control fire, destroying everything that I touch and when you play with fire your expected to get burnt. I’m sorry for if I’ve ever burnt you, it’s not your fault and it isn’t because I don’t love you. I'm just a girl learning how to love herself while also struggling to handle the blaze of my emotions.”
— p.s.w // excerpt from a book i’ll never write #183
I didn't want to fall in love, not at all. But at some point you smiled and, holy shit, I blew it.
-fallinginlove
“What if someone who is so constant suddenly disappears out of your life? Maybe that’s why, I don’t like getting attached. I don’t like the idea of giving someone the power to destroy my heart by choosing to walk away. I want to guard my heart. I want to save myself.”
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Maybe one day I’ll forget your birthday and won’t be sad the whole day
Maybe one day I’ll forget the smell of your cologne and the warmth of your hug
Maybe one day I won’t have to convince myself not to message you
Maybe one day I won’t look through every profile looking for updates on how you’ve been
Maybe one day I won’t wonder what or how you’re doing
Maybe one day I won’t reminisce our memories
Maybe one day I won’t think of you
Maybe one day I’ll forget about you
And when I do, and I will one day, when I do, oh god I hope you think of me
You aren’t my type, just the way that I am not yours. But that’s why we are good for each other—we are so different, yet we’re the same. You told me once that I bring out the worst in you. Well, you bring out the best in me. I know you feel it, too, Tessa. And yes, I didn’t date, until you. You make me want to date, you make me want to be better. I want you to think I am worthy of you; I want you to want me the way I do you. I want to fight with you, even scream at each other until one of us admits we are wrong. I want to make you laugh, and listen to you ramble about classic novels. I just … I need you. I know I am cruel at times … well, all the time, but that’s only because I don’t know how else to be.” His voice becomes a half whisper, his eyes wild. “This has been me for so long, I have never wanted to be any other way. Until now, until you.”
Hardin Scott [ After, Anna Todd ]
“Why is it that when the story ends we begin to feel all of it?” - Rupi Kaur, The Sun and Her Flowers
When I was 10 years old, I thought that being nice would be rewarded by being nice.
I am 17 years old and now I know that being nice is taken for granted
“ “i love you” it’s thrown nonchalantly between conversations but do you really love me? Do you care if I disappear one day? Or do you love me today? Do you love me because of how I love you?”
— I love you
“And the thought always creeps up my chest and settles it’s way into my mind. Would anyone care?”
—when we all fall asleep /R
“You have sadness living in places sadness shouldn’t live.” - Rupi Kaur, Milk and Honey
“I give you because I love you. Do you leave me because you love me too?”
—do you love me too?
“I don’t think you realize that you lost the person that loved you the most when you walked away from me.”
— Things I realized when I thought about what I want to tell you if I ever see you again, part VI (via thingsirealizedwhen)
nopro-ana
“When you develop an eating disorder when you are thin to begin with, you go to the hospital. When you develop an eating disorder when you are not thin to begin with, you are a success story.”
— Blythe Bard, “When the Fat Girl Gets Skinny”