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Because enough isn't enough sometimes, you need more than enough ! You need effort and someone who is whiling to give you more than enough no questions asked. That's enough.

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I love you,’ he whispered, and that was the moment he knew what he was going to do. When you loved someone, you put their needs before your own. No matter how inconceivable those needs were; no matter how fucked up; no matter how much it made you feel like you were ripping yourself into pieces.

Jodi Picoult (via feellng)

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The thing about us, about this. Is that it isn't suppose to be this hard. You weren't suppose to make me feel like shit and I wasn't suppose to stay after you fucked up.

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“People are forever disappointing us and I think,” she whispers as she wraps her arms around her body and shivers despite the warm temperature, “it’s because we expect too much.” “Because maybe you want them to be Autumn jumpers and hot chocolate at Christmas but all they really can be is the smell of suncream and sand in your shoes and walks on the beach that end when summer does.” “Maybe you want them to be the one you bring home to dinner but all they really can be is broken, whispered promises on your pillowcase and a tangle of bedsheets and messy emotions.” “Maybe you want him to be your prince but all he really can be is a knight in shining armour that saves the damsel from throwing herself from the roof of her tower but then rides off into the sunset alone without a second glance over his shoulder when he realises she needs to be saved more than once.” “Maybe you want them to be more, but they can’t be more and they never will be more and the sooner you realise this the sooner you’ll abandon your expectations and it’ll stop hurting quite so much when people aren’t what you want them to be.”

If you expect nothing from anybody you’ll never be disappointed, 17/07/2015 (via afadingdancer)

Maybe you want them to be something, someone, in your life but all they ever will be is one winter night and kissing in the dark where you thought nobody could see you and the smell of cheap alcohol and cheaper fireworks.

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Some of the people you meet in life are going to be like stars. They will be beautiful and they will act like they can grant your every wish and you will think that they are within touching distance of you. But the thing about stars is, in actuality, they are millions of miles away. And you will reach out to touch these people and your hand will come up with empty air and you will wonder why they aren’t there. In reality, they never were.

You were my star but now you’re just a black spot in my sky, 11/03/2016 (via afadingdancer)

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I’m not sure what this is but I’m trying to convince myself in between kisses on my neck and hands on my thighs that I’m not getting attached. I’m trying not to let my breath catch when you walk past me in the corridor because you don’t seem to even miss a step. And I’ve stopped myself from walking past that spot where you kissed me in amongst overgrown trees when you thought nobody would see. And every time you leave before the sun rises in the morning, a part of me flies out the window with you. And every time I laugh a little too hard at one of your jokes you give me a funny look but darling it’s only because they say that if you don’t laugh you’ll cry and would you take the time to dry my tears if I did? No? I didn’t think so.

17/03/2016 (via afadingdancer)

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You’re crying. You’re crying under the stars listening to that song that you played on repeat for three months when the first boy you thought you loved left you when you were fifteen. You’re crying into a pillow that has seen three years of tears since that day, listening to that same song because a different boy left you today. You’re crying and the moon is shaking her head because we never seem to learn that the people who are able to reel off sweet talk so fluently are usually the ones able to say goodbye without a hitch in their voice or a catch in their throat. You’re crying because it hurts. You’re crying because you think this is the end of the road. You’re crying and that’s okay because tears are the first step in healing and this is not the end of your journey.

And it’s okay to cry a little longer, 13/04/2016 (via afadingdancer)

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It made me wonder how many times we forgive just because we don’t want to lose someone, even if they don’t deserve our forgiveness.

Deb Caletti, Honey, Baby, Sweetheart (via themoonchildblr)

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I want to let go like the ocean, I want to feel your ways. I'm scared.

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I remember at first, I was terrified to talk to you everyday. I remember I used to be scared to kiss you, to hug you, to even talk to you. And it was all because I was so frightened of messing it all up, of messing us up. I didn’t want to say the wrong thing, or do the wrong thing, so I did nothing and hoped for the best. As time went on, my confidence lifted up and I came to the realisation that you were in love with me, no matter what I said or did. So I began kissing you without notice, grabbing on and hugging you when I felt like it, talking so much that you had to tell me to shut up. And that’s when I fell for you I suppose, I showed you parts of me that nobody else has seen because I’ve always backed off, but you, you loved me for them. And I suppose I gave off too much because everything got too much for you and you left. Now I’m terrified to even leave my bed because I don’t want to lose somebody like you ever again.

I guess I kinda miss you (via fxck-every-1)

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I only write when I am falling in love, or falling apart.

e.s. (via neutral)

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The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too.

Ernest Hemingway, Men Without Women (via thegoodvybe)

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