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It’s more than just the dates, holding hands and kissing.

It’s about accepting each other’s weirdness and flaws.

It’s about being yourself and finding happiness together.

It’s about seeing an imperfect person perfectly.

Dan: My name backwards spells “disappointment and skin problems"

Phil: Nice to meet you, Smelborp Niks Dna Tnemtnioppasid

Chris: You really shouldn’t put your full name on the Internet, it’s not safe

Dan: I’m done

Pj: Smelborp for president

Felix: Smelborp has my vote

Louise: Smelborp will be the next great leader

Dan: All of you are sarcastic little shits

simple reminders

• you don’t have to be educated on ANYTHING to know that rudeness and violence are NEVER an option

• you don’t need a reason to act kind and reasonable. you don’t need a reason to be human

• there are people who see things different way. people with different philosophies. people who think violence dominates because from the violence is “necessary” to restore “justice”

as much as you don’t agree with those people, who sometimes might act towards you and others violently, NEVER act violently back. thats exactly the reason why there’s chaos in the world right now.

• whatever makes you or others happy, whether is music, art, comedy, any kind of entertainment/activities, PROMOTE IT. spread it, spread the love and positivity. we need it right now.

• educate yourself on whats going on. never ignore any news. how ever horrible the events may be, they deserve to be spread and heard.

• love.


all i have ever wanted is to nurture

when i was young and still believed in Good Things i used to wish for a big family with four kids to love and hold near to my heart
i couldn’t wait to grow up and marry the love of my life and have that closeness with me every day
then reality set in and i started to understand that i couldn’t risk ruining my kids like i had been, because it wouldn’t be fair to them
so I let that dream go and with it my hopes of finding a love that pure

i may be wiser now but there’s still the question of how to deal with the caring left inside me
i can grow plants all day long and love my pets and say that’s enough but there’s still Too Much
so instead i direct it all at you
and after all this time you still don’t understand how big that really is, what i’m really giving you

because every time i look at you like you hold the key to the stars in my eyes i’m really handing you a piece of my soul and praying that you don’t accidentally crush it
and so many times you have, because you still don’t understand what it means for me to love you
after all this time i still can’t quit you and i need to know how to change that
there is so little of me left that you haven’t scorched with the wax that drips from the candle i still hold for you

all i have ever wanted is to nurture, and because of that i will keep giving you every piece of me that’s left until there is nothing more to take
and maybe then you’ll understand what it means to hollow out something whole until it crumbles all around you

i’m crumbling trying to hold off the weight of a world that isn’t able to see how much of me has faded away
stained by the ashy fingerprints of someone holding matches and unknowingly lighting them on my skin
and you can’t see that it’s you so you take and take and still i give because at least this way i can help
at least this way i can hold you and hush your demons and pretend that you need me like i need you
but you don’t, and i do, and soon there will be nothing left
though even now i would rip myself in half if it made you happy
and even though it means my end i don’t think that’s a feeling that will ever change

she is too good to be broken by you
and i will use every breath left in me to make sure that you can’t breach her walls like you did mine so long ago
i’ll let myself get crushed as long as she can clear the wreckage

Dear Future Daughter:

1) When you’re at some party, chain smoking on the roof with some strange girl with blue hair and exorbitant large dark eyes, ask her about her day. I promise you, you won’t regret it. Often times you’ll find the strangest of people have the most captivating of stories to tell.

2) Please, never mistake desire for love. Love will engulf your soul, whilst desire will emerge as acid, slowly making it’s way through your veins, gradually burning you from the inside out.

3) No one is going to fucking save you, anything you’ve read or heard otherwise is bullshit.

4) One day a boy is going to come along who’s touch feels like fire and who’s words taste like vanilla, when he leaves you, you will want to die. If you know anything at all, know that it is only temporary.

5) Your mental health comes before school baby, always. If its midnight, and you have an exam the next day but your hands have been shaking for the past hour and a half and you’re not so sure you want to be alive anymore, pull out that carton of Ben and Jerry’s and afterwards, go the fuck to bed. So what if you get a 68% on the exam the next day? You took care of yourself and at the end of the day that will always come before a high test score. To hell with anyone who tells you differently

—  Abbie Nielsen
Fifty years from now, if you knocked on my door and told me that you needed me, I would still drop everything I had to help you.

Fifty years from now, if you knocked on my door and told me you were ready to try again, I would be ready to try again.

Fifty years from now, if you knocked on my door and told me that you loved me, I would love you back.

I know that I will want you for the rest of my life, so I’m hoping that in fifty years from now when you knock on my door, it will only be because you misplaced the key.

—  I’ll want you forever. (via @sinfulessentials)
And maybe
the most terrible—
yet the bravest thing
I’ve ever done,
was to continue walking
no matter how slow
my feet move,
no matter
how many times
I took a rest
and sat on the ground—
to stand up
and travel
this tough road
of mine,
when all I ever wanted
was to come back
to that wonderful moment
when things
never seem
to be wrong,
when things never hurt
so much—
and when everything
seems perfectly fine.
—  ma.c.a // Long Way Home
At some point you’re gonna have to choose who you love the most. Them or yourself.
—  Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #13 // a.s
I love you,” he shouts at her.
“Well I don’t love you.” She fires back.
“Because if I loved you, then I would notice how you tap your foot when you’re nervous. And how you bite your lip when you’re concentrating. And how you always, always, put pepper on first, then salt. If I loved you I would know that you hate dancing, which makes sense because if I loved you I would know that you’re a terrible dancer. I would know that you can’t look in a mirror for too long because you have your fathers eyes, and those eyes remind you of him leaving. I would know that the reason you don’t drink isn’t just because you hate the taste of whiskey. I would know that the ocean was your safe haven, your escape. But I don’t love you.” she ends, her lips trembling. She stares into those green eyes of his, her breath shaking, the words she had just spoken finally hitting her.
“But maybe, maybe I do.
—  An Excerpt From a Book I’ll Never Write #13
if i promise to make you spaghetti once a week for the rest of our lives, will you make sure i have coffee every morning? if you protect me from all the evil clowns in this world, i promise to hold you on the nights where it feels too hard to breathe. despite my fear of heights i will fall for you, as long as you promise to fall too.
—  4am