they are both not perfect and they both mistakes

The secret for long relationships is not having a perfect and harmonious love affair. It is not how less often you fight, not because of the number of similarities and the stuffs you both like doing together nor the number of mistakes you did. Those things count but it is the faith that keeps you going. A relationship would last if both of you are willing not to give up, if both of you is willing to stand up and still try every time one of you or both of you fall. You should not lose hope when you are struck with problems along the way. Give each other hope and hold on as long as you can.

anonymous asked:

I've lost the love of my life, he wants nothing more to do with me. We were planning our whole lives together and I'm feeling very scared and alone in the world.

Brain scientists suggest nearly 20 percent of us suffer from “complicated grief,” a persistent sense of longing for someone we lost with romanticized memories of the relationship. Scientists also suggest this is a biological occurrence—that the longing can have an addictive quality to it, actually rooted in our brain chemistry.

As a result, we tend to remember everything with reverie, as if it was all sunshine and roses. If your ex broke up with you, it may be even more tempting to imagine she or he was perfect and you weren’t.  In all reality, you both have strengths and weaknesses and you both made mistakes.


Forrest Curran

anonymous asked:

Hey I was wondering if you do one were you surprise 1/4 on tour (if it's Calum I'll love you forever) for your two year anniversary but when you get there's eithers 1) he's forgotten or 2) he's cheating on you with like nia or both to make it real interesting 😂😂Your imagines are the best btw 💗

Hearts All Gone

This is going to be in two part, in Y/N’s POV and then Cal’s POV



Masterlist // PT2 PT3


Your two year anniversary with Calum was coming up with perfect timing as you were both on break from tour, you chose to spend your time at home with family but Calum chose LA with his friends. Both of you had decided not to do anything for your anniversary and to just do something special when you’re both in the same place but what he didn’t know was that you’d booked a last minute flight to LA in order to surprise him considering you haven’t seen each other since the beginning of his tour and even then it didn’t last long due to your tour starting, so you left with a kiss and open promises to see each other whenever possible. 

The pair of you had been together for two years but thanks to your busy schedules you hardly saw each other but when you did it, you were attached by the hip. Of course the media loved this, making scandals about you both cheating on each other when seen with someone of the opposite gender, you always brushed it off and ignored the big headlines, staying off of twitter when a new rumor that Calum was messing around with Nia, a bassist in a band his label sighed but he said himself that they’re just silly and it’s unprofessional for any of the boys to get involved with someone they work with so you never believed anything. Until you saw it with your own tear filled eyes.

Walking up to Calum’s apartment door you raised a fist to knock, alerting the boy of your arrival before remembering the spare key left on top of the door frame, in case he left his keys in another country again or someone had to carry him home after he tried to drink them under the table. Swiping your fingertips across the dusty top you grimaced at the dirt before feeling cold metal against them, a smirk of triumph rested on your lips as you grabbed the key. Your heart raced at the thought of seeing him again for the first time in months, surprising him at his apartment for your two year anniversary. Unlocking the door you silently crept in, looking around the empty room as you pulled your suitcase behind you, the only sound heard was small moans causing you to furrow your brows. Without thinking you silently shut the door behind you, leaving the case leaning against the wall before making a b-line to his room, moans becoming more audible with every step. 

Pressing your left ear to the wood door you heard he say a name but it wasn’t yours, followed by his name. Anger ran through you as you slammed the door open, greeted by clothes scattered on the floor and Nia attempting to cover herself with the bed sheet you once shared with the man you once loved. “Shit Y/N, what are-what are you doing here?” he asked, scraping clothes from the floor before dressing himself as she scowled at you for interrupting “I thought I would surprise you for our two year anniversary” you sighed, looking her up and down in disgust “but I guess your busy” spoke with unease, refusing to show weakness for the pair. Turning on your heels you slammed the door behind you, holding back the tears that threatened to spill as your legs turned to jelly. Ignoring the yells of Calum you picked up your case and left, making sure to put the spare key on the side for him. 

Calum came running out, trying to put on a shirt as the elevator doors opened, you ran in with wobbly legs and a broken heart, “Y/N wait, I can explain” he called as you shook your head, a bitter laugh leaving your lips “whatever” you mumbled, watching him slam on the elevator doors as they closed, inch by inch. Yelling for you to come back, you had no intention to come back, ever. 

Fifteen missed calls and ten text messages from Calum lit up your screen before you’d even reached the hotel you’d be staying at, you scoffed at his attempts to get you to talk to him. Just as you were about to turn off your phone it lit up again this time it was Michael calling, out of all the boys you were the closest with him, you wanted to decline and cut off all communication but something told you to answer. “Before you hang up, let me explain!” it was Calum, you staid silent for a moment, edging him to continue “it wasn’t what it looks like, I swear” he rushed out, panic coursing threw his veins as you laughed “how long?” you asked, taking him by surprise “how long what?” he inquired “how long have you been fucking her behind me back?” you seethed as he sighed, silence filling the line “two weeks but she was there when you weren’t and I was lonely and-” you cut him off mid-ramble “so instead of calling me or talking to me about it you thought you’d get with the first girl you found? Wow, it’s nice to know you cared” you bellowed “Y/N, it was a mistake” he mumbled as you shook your head, stream was practically coming out of your ears at this point “why don’t you just go fuck yourself Cal! Or better yet go fuck Nia, I heard she prefers sloppy seconds anyway” you bawl before hanging up, leaving your stunned ex boyfriend to contemplate what just happened. A loud sob escaped your lips as hot salty tears ran down your soft cheeks, sometimes things work out for the better, this wasn’t one of those times.

Okay so I had a similar request from @hoodsgirlgoodgirl so I decided to combined the two! I hope you enjoyed and thank you for requesting my smol beans! x

Perfect: Perfection doesn’t exist

But what would be perfect is an imperfect relationship that we both understand and accept as not perfect. We both accept each other’s flaws. And we might not understand each others mistakes but we accept them. We want the best for each other even if that’s driving one another crazy bugging you to eat or go to school/work, to drink water, or to get some sleep. A relationship where we encourage one another to be better, to be a better sister, a better daughter, a better person, a better human being. Where we share the same views on respect, morals & manners & if we don’t share the same views then we respect that. A relationship where we accept that we are two completely different people. We will have fights, disagreements, arguments, days we don’t wanna look at each other. But we will always come back to each other. An imperfect relationship with unconditional love… That’s what’s perfect to me.

—  My view on it