Never enough, EVER.
“I want to know you. You seem like someone worth knowing. Every day I feel like I’m surrounded by people with hard edges and sour faces but I get the sense that you’re different. Too often people seem to think that they have the answers to everything. Their faces are trapped in permascowls and they can’t be bothered with anything besides their own narcissism. You aren’t like that. You still ask questions. You’re still looking for the answers.” —Ryan O’Connell, I Want To Know You (via grisho)
“It made me feel like I hadn’t been kissed correctly in my life.” —Liz Meriwether (via bmcay)
“I knew I’d miss you. But the surprising thing is, you never leave me. I never forget a thing. Every kind of love, it seems, is the only one. It doesn’t happen twice. And I never expected that you could have a broken heart and love with it too, so much that it doesn’t seem broken at all.” —Jodi Lynn Anderson, Tiger Lily (via perfect)
“please get a girl that can motivate your mind and your pocket, independent, elegant, dignified, intelligent, only person in this world that can knock me out my element is you.” —Eric arc elliot (via carnagex)
Ive been at my moms for 3 days now & this whole time ive felt like a giant burden , ive been talking to this guy , & i told him i thought i was falling & now hes barely speakig to me. i thought we were on the same page. & now i just feel fucked up & i want to get away because hi im ciara & im a fucking giant burden on anyting and everything & everyone :(
“Admit it. You aren’t like them. You’re not even close. You may occasionally dress yourself up as one of them, watch the same mindless television shows as they do, maybe even eat the same fast food sometimes. But it seems that the more you try to fit in, the more you feel like an outsider, watching the “normal people” as they go about their automatic existences. For every time you say club passwords like “Have a nice day” and “Weather’s awful today, eh?”, you yearn inside to say forbidden things like “Tell me something that makes you cry” or “What do you think deja vu is for?” —
How relationships work:
I like your butt.
However, I can notice other butts. They can be nice too.
But your butt is my favourite butt. It’s the nicest butt. Because it’s mine. And I can touch it.