sometimes when i yell
i can hear my mother in my voice
i can feel her anger balled up in my fists
i know that i look like
so much of her softness
and grew in the sweetness of her bloom
but i am no stranger to her wrath
i am a rose born from her likeness
and have inherited so many of her thorns
INFJs are like the Terms and Conditions section. We’re just too much for most people, nobody wants to invest that kind of time into us, most people just scroll to the bottom and move onto the next page.
when i am in a relationship i don’t want to have to guess if you love me or not; if you miss me or not; if you think about me or not.
you tell me. and i will always make sure to tell you it right back.
because when it comes to love, i don’t want to guess. i want to know, i want to feel, and i need you to want the same.
You are my moon, you are my sun.
I find the good in everyone.
You are the trees in bloom, you are the flower among weeds.
Please…don’t ever leave.
You were the lights in the rain, you were the source of my pain when you left me there confused, alone and thrown away. You said you didn’t really know why, but you knew you had to go. And you left me there on my own.
I made it through the mess you made on that day you walked away. I found the one I can love everyday, and he found I. Lord knows I could never stray, because I’m not like you.
I suddenly realized one day that my entire perspective on life had changed. I saw how large the world was and the question of where I was going to be in 5, 10, 15 years meant nothing. How could it mean anything when I can’t tell you where I will be in one month. What do I want to be? What do you want me to be? Anything and everything I want, because of the simple truth that I can. If I was capable of travelling across the world, who is going to stop me? Who can stop me?
The video of Harry watching a fan reaction to his song is the perfect example of why I can’t watch live interviews anymore. It makes me cringe and want to scream (and die) of second hand embarrassment.