I think we all have that one person that we never truley get over, that we still think about right before bed everynight, or you will always jump at a chance to talk to ever tho you know you shouldn’t talk to, or the first person you think of whenever you’re drunk.
I want someone to really want me. Make a big deal about me, tell me I’m on your mind way too fucking much but you kinda like it. Make it completely obvious that I’m the person you want. Tell me you can’t wait to see me; show me how you feel so I can feel it too. Make me feel something I’ve never felt before. Tell your friends about me & I’ll tell them about how you make butterflies swarm my stomach. Want me as much as I want you.
So apparently in my sister’s class, there was a trans girl that had been on the cheerleading squad for a while. When she came out, the other girls on the squad made the agreement that whatever boy made fun of her would never get a date. And if you think that’s not the most metal girl alliance ever, you can sit down.
“I won’t ever forget that first night. You held me close and tight. I breathed in that scent that is unmistakably yours. It’s just your laundry soap and deodorant, but oh my god, that smell means home.”—how we fell in love // e.c.h. (via b-u-l-l-e-t)
“Relax. You will become an adult. You will figure out your career. You will find someone who loves you. You have a whole lifetime; time takes time. The only way to fail at life is to abstain.”—(via themilkywhiteway)
“If you look at the fact that you have a roof over your head, food to eat, that you are young and beautiful and live in a peaceful land, then no, you have nothing to be sad about. But the fact is, we are not only a physical body, we have souls too, and sometimes our souls get sick. If you break a leg you don’t just say ‘I have no reason to have a broken leg’ and ignore it; you seek help. It’s the same when your soul gets hurt. Don’t apologize for being sad.”—My doctor when I told her I had no reason to be sad (via hrive-ithiliel)
1) A boy telling you you’re pretty won’t make you see the beauty in the fullness of your cheeks, in redness of your lips at 2 in the morning when tequila is making the bar bathroom spin. He can’t take away the ugliness that you see in yourself, you have to do that.
2) You have to be ready to hear someone say they love you. You have to be ready, and you have to be willing, and you have to listen. Because sometimes, they won’t say those three words, they’ll put a blanket over you while you’re watching a movie, they’ll kiss your cheek when they think you’re asleep, they’ll smile when they see you first thing in the morning. But you, you have to be willing to see it, feel it, let it in. Letting someone love you takes practice.
3) Don’t make compromises you can’t live with. Compromise is a different version of what you want, not a whole other Universe.
4) Learn to say no. No - to a movie you don’t want to watch; no - to sex you don’t want to have, no- to a relationship that’s driving you mad. Say no - to things that hurt you, to people that extinguish your fire, to jobs you hate and places that are desolate. There are bad things that we can’t control, bad things that happen and we are sucked into and have to feel with every fibre of our being, but the rest - learn to distance yourself, learn to say no.
5) Don’t expect people to walk through fire for you - not your parents, not your friends, not the person you’re in love with. Love doesn’t mean sacrifice, love shouldn’t mean sacrifice. Don’t expect someone to give away pieces of them, so they could fit you better. And don’t feel hurt when they refuse to - it’s self-preservation. Instead - learn from them. Do it as well.
6) Don’t tether yourself to people. Learn to make connections, to love, with both your feet steady on the ground. Learn to let people pass through your life; like a summer breeze, not a storm that’s just been unleashed.
7) Learn the difference between growth and growing up before it’s too late. Rooftops and water fights and ice cream for breakfast can be a part of your life at 10, 25, or 35. But by the time you’re 35 you need to learn to say enough, to be able to walk away, you need to be able to love yourself. Love yourself the way you loved yourself at 10, before the world had a chance to fill your head with ugliness.
”—m.v., The list of things I learned before turning 22, pt.1. (pt.2)
All I ever wanted was for daddy to tell me that he loved me,
For him to realize that we share the same brown eyes.
Forgive me for finding approval in the arms of any absentee,
Because all I seem to be doing right now is falling for hollow lullabies.
I’m sinking between layers of needing to be needed,
How hard is it to hide?
A bottomless appetite for intimacy that is unheeded.
Here I am, choking down my own pride.
I hate the fact that I memorized your smell,
I somehow find comfort in the bitter scent of cigarettes.
On my past I shouldn’t dwell,
Since my memories are the trigger of the gun I use to play Russian roulette.
He’s got a deep voice and at least 5 bad tattoos,
And he enjoys serenading me with profanities.
Daddy, he doesn’t fill your shoes,
But your baby doll likes to waste her opportunities.
I think I deserve his attention,
Calloused hearts should always come with a warning.
Because love isn’t something he likes to mention,
My bed’s always empty at 4 in the morning.
Daddy, where were you to warn me about those men that think,
That it’s okay to talk down to me?
Daddy, don’t you see that my issues are now ridiculed as a kink?
Whose lap am I supposed to sit on and cry, daddy?
Wearing your last name still seems so daring,
In a way that rots me down to the core.
Where’s your daddy now, darling?
It doesn’t feel like I want to know anymore.