When I was younger, I always thought there was something romantic and inspiring about fighting for the one you love and trying to win them back.

But as I sit here, broken and lost, I’ve come to realize that there is absolutely nothing amazing about trying to convince someone to love you back.

—  thoughtsofla
I watch as we “live” and “die” of broken hearts because we can’t be with, or be loved by, the ones we “want.” Meanwhile, we limit ourselves, and our lives, as we slowly die inside, over someone that doesn’t deserve us, or took the best we had to give, and moved on.
—  H. Murcia 5:17PM 12/5/2016
the smell of your three dollar soap has been the smell of home for years now
I want to cry when I think of us now
in between drunken kisses with strangers and hot shots on saturday nights
I don’t know what to do without you
I wish you weren’t all that is home
—  And that is how you actually break when you break up

And that’s what I thought love was like: perfect.
It isn’t.
I thought love was supposed to make you feel like you’re invincible.
It doesn’t.

Love’s a wreck. It’s not like what they show you in movies or  pop songs. It’s terrible.

But why am I still waiting for the one?
Because even if love doesn’t make me feel invincible, it makes me feel alive. Those short, flashes of brilliance and happiness makes me feel like everything’s worth it.

—  LA // excerpt from a book I’ll never write
I always thought I might end up being alone. I’m too attached with my own soul and too fascinated with the concept of love that sometimes I don’t believe someone could handle me the way I handle all the monsters living inside my head.
—  sorealmaria

When I was younger, I always thought there was something romantic and inspiring about fighting for the one you love and trying to win them back.

But as I sit here, broken and lost, I’ve come to realize that there is absolutely nothing amazing about trying to convince someone to love you back.

—  LA // 2 a.m. thoughts
You deserve the love you keep trying to give everyone else. You are a rare breed, sparking and gleaming in a world that does not yet understand what it means to love ferociously. You deserve to find someone who does not ask you to lessen your roar, who is in awe of the magnitude by which your passion burns. You deserve to find someone who will only ever want to add to your fire, someone who will use their own matchstick heart to encourage your passion, to magnify your flame. Until then, use the world as your kindling, use experience as your coal. Grow your love like a wildfire, and never back down from its heat; never let them dim its light.

I never wanted you to go.“ She looks into his eyes and spits out the truth she’s hidden in the vault beneath her .”

“But I knew you wanted to go and I never wanted to be an anchor to drown you down. I wanted you to be happy.

— 

I want you to be happy even if doesn’t include me// S.M

By @poeticsania

Where do you
drift away to
when you close
your eyes?
—  “Tell me what you dream of”
she’s a hard
book to read,
but perhaps
you should’ve
read all the pages
before ripping
them out & tossing
them in the fireplace.
—  iambrillyant