Someday you're going to meet someone who makes you happy, feel beautiful and stands by you even when you feel like you don't deserve them.
Merkt euch das: 1. Wenn eine Person über alles lacht, sogar über dumme Dinge, dann ist sie innerlich sehr einsam. 2. Wenn eine Person viel schläft, ist sie traurig. 3. Wenn eine Person wenig, aber schnell spricht, bewahrt sie viele Geheimnisse. 4. Wenn jemand viel weint, sogar wegen den kleinsten Dingen, dann ist diese Person sehr lieb und hat ein großes Herz. 5. Wenn eine Person, wegen Kleinigkeiten sauer wird, braucht sie viel Liebe.
If you're in a relationship and your girlfriend/boyfriend asks you "are you okay?" Don't lie to them. If y'all are in love, tell them what's bothering you. They care. It's okay to be vulnerable with them. Don't tell them "yea I'm okay" and you're not, because then you'll be mad at them for not understanding you're hurt when YOU HAVEN'T EVEN EXPLAINED IT to them. People can't read minds. Give them the chance to listen, give them the chance to understand. Let them love you okay, communication is the key.
Fuck you for leaving. Fuck you for all the times you made me cry. Fuck you for giving up on me. Fuck you for making me feel special. Fuck you for saying things like that and not meaning it. Fuck you for lying to me. But most of all: Fuck you for leaving me when I needed you the most. Fuck you because I still miss you.
Have you ever stayed up late with someone texting or chatting and known as the hours ticked by that you'd be ridiculously tired in the morning but it didn't matter because it was really fun and totally worth losing sleep over just to laugh with someone and enjoy their company maybe and the next day you keep tiredly recalling how much fun it was while you're falling asleep in class and that makes it not so bad that you're tired anymore.
I think it's a beautiful thing to just sit down, stare into space and drown in your own thoughts reflecting on your day reminding yourself of your aspirations thinking about how to get there or even wondering about the little things like the ones that make you happy or the things that make you cry, the things that inspire and motivate you to do better. I think it's a beautiful thing and so soothing to the soul to just sit down and think.
Egal wie weit du entfernt bist, du bist immer hier in meiner Nähe, in meinem Herzen.
Use y=mx+b to calculate the slope of how down hill my life is going.
I miss him. I miss him so damn much that it actually hurts. But that's the problem. I miss the him I fell in love with. The one who stroked my hair and brought me daisies, not roses, because he knew me so well. The him that didn't mute his phone when he went to bed just in case I needed something. The him that looked at the stars with me and told me I was prettier than them all. But he's not him anymore. Because my him was never distant or cold. He wouldn't kiss a girl with vodka soaked lips two hours after he swore up and down he would never want anyone else. He wouldn't be able to tell me I didn't matter to him. He would still love me.
I'm moody as fuck so if you want a relationship/friendship with me understand that there will be days I will not care for your presence even though you did nothing wrong followed by days where you'll be the only person that I want to talk to despite having nothing to say.
