Formulaic (via frank-c)something that is easy to forget, but always absolutely essential to remember. :)
“ She yells because she cares; she cries because she’s frustrated. She randomly smiles because she’s thinking of you, even if you’re already there. She scrunches her face because she’s about to explode, not because she’s constipated. She hits you because she wants to touch you. She stares at you because she’s infatuated. She calls every half hour because she misses you. She lectures you because she’s boss, not mom. She kisses you because she just wants to. She asks you questions because she’s curious, not to be annoying. She wants to know where you are to be
with you. She calls just to hear your voice. She walks beside you to hold your hand. She sits close to you to lean on your shoulder. She stands in front of you because she wants a hug. Just face it boy; she’s in love with you.
with you. She calls just to hear your voice. She walks beside you to hold your hand. She sits close to you to lean on your shoulder. She stands in front of you because she wants a hug. Just face it boy; she’s in love with you.
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(via raindropsonredroses) (via alwaysmemberneverforget)
Get it?
- Carrie: You said that you love me?
- Mr Big: I do!
- Carrie: Then why does it hurt so fucking much
I miss that night.
“
I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
And though I may not look like much
I’m yours
And though my edges may be rough
And never feel I’m quite enough
It may not seem like very much
But I’m yours.
— I’m Yours - The Script
“ Sometimes you have to test someone. Not cause you don’t trust them, but to see how much they’ll sacrifice for you. And sometimes you have to let them go; not cause you suddenly stopped loving them, but to see if they love you enough to come back.
Someday, this will be for someone.
I like your skin on my skin. I like your hands in all the places I wouldn’t let other people put their hands. I like your eyes and I like your smile. I like the thoughts that escape the spaces between your perfect lips. I like your words and I like your presence. I like the thrill I get from being with you. I like how you make me feel as though this world is an okay place to be. I like you.
(And I really hope that you like me, too.)
For me, that someone is you.
(via himandher)
Is that why you always say “Rawr”? ( :
“ People always say that, when you love someone, nothing in the world matters. But that’s not true, is it? You know, and I know, that when you love someone, everything in the world matters a little bit more.
“
When you start to know someone, all their physical characteristics start to disappear. You begin to dwell in their energy, recognize the scent of their skin. You see only the essence of the person, not the shell.
That’s why you can’t fall in love with beauty. You can lust after it, be infatuated by it, want to own it. You can love it with your eyes and your body but not your heart.
And that’s why, when you really connect with a person’s inner self, any physical imperfections disappear, become irrelevant.
— Lisa Unger, Beautiful Lies (via kristyn) (via robot-heart) (via gottfried) (via thresca) (via undermysombrero) (via himandher)
