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She’s honestly the girl you don’t see coming at first.
She’s the only girl you find yourself wanting to try for.

You’ll find yourself remaining soft for her no matter how hard life gets.
Even when you’ve built your strong exterior she’ll be the one who can see right through it.
She knows exactly how to crumble every wall you build.

You’ll still find yourself craving her.
Even when she’s a chaotic storm herself.
You find yourself storm chasing into the unknown because she’s the one who makes you feel safe when your mind is raging and confused.
She’ll be your calm.
In her eyes, you’ll find beyond them lies a familiar soul.

And that’s why she’s different than every other girl.

I want nothing more than to be able to take her hand and guide her through showing her how to love again.
Just like she taught me to remain open and soft.
Good things do come to good people.
And I believe she’s one of them even if she’s not mine.

— S.S.  (via wnq-writers)

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petalinaflowerstorm:

Dear past lover.It kinda sucks. When you meet someone for the first time and you instantly click. A week passes by and you’re so caught up in their personality that you don’t realise it’s 5 am on a school night as you talk about Harry Potter and cats. And two weeks go by and it hits you that you love that person and you’re so relived that you found someone as weird as you. And months go by and you fall deeper in love and those special compatible moments your share where you say something stupid and they reply back with something stupider, makes you burst with joy. And then it hits you. 5am on a school night. They’re all lies. It hits you that they played the victim of their own game. It hits you that you meant absolutely nothing to them that they couldn’t even consider you as their partner. And then it hits you at 3 am on a weekend. You meant nothing to them. And you realise that if they could move on in a matter of days, they’re not worthy of your fucking weirdness. They don’t deserve to know how much you love cats and they don’t deserve to know how fucking messed up your mind is. Because that is something so precious that someone so low of your worthiness does not deserve to hold that in their grasp. Dear past lover, fuck you,

A.S -only because I still write about you

10 Advices for myself :

1. Be kind. But not too kind.

2. If you feel you’ve been hurt, you’re hurt. Period. No one else is allowed to tell you how much you’re allowed to hurt.

3. Make the blame. But also take the blame.

4. People are gonna call you, “Crazy” and “Weird” and “Mad” for doing your own thing. Take the compliment.

5. Everyone’s first priority is their own selves. So put yourself first no matter what.

6. If you like that notebook, buy it. So what if you have more than enough empty pages back home? More the merrier.

7. Write. Draw. Sing. Dance. Act. Cry. Laugh. Curse. Do whatever the fuck you want. So long as it doesn’t affect them, no one has the right to complain against it.

8. The world is full of hypocrites. You may even find one in the mirror at times. But it’s alright.

9. Whatever you do, don’t put reins on your dreams. Dreams are the only highways with an infinite horizon that holds the impossible.

10. Laugh. Keep laughing. Happy is your best look.

— beingjustlittlered, writing prompt #62: list 10 pieces of advice you’d give yourself (via wnq-writers)

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I crave you in every sense. You hands, your lips, your taste, the smell of your skin, the feel of you pressed close to me and it never seeming close enough. I crave you entirely.

— A Secret Heart (via asecretheart)

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srsfunny:

Just Going On A Cozy Adventure

(via srsfunny)

Find someone who pays attention. Who runs their fingers over your every scar; and asks where each one came from. Find someone who knows how you like your coffee; what song makes you want to roll the windows down and slam on the gas pedal. Find someone who takes in your smallest details; who notices the things you thought no one ever would.

And then…when you find them…

Be their someone, too.

— a paragraph about falling in love, deep3snplottwists  (via wnq-writers)

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(via vanish)

i used to think brown was an ugly colour. i often associated it with things like mud and rotting wood. in the end, i declared that brown was my least favourite colour.

but then i met you, the boy with brown eyes, and when i looked into them, brown was no longer ugly. i began to associate it with beautiful things like cups of coffee, sweet chocolate, and forests. i saw my life in shades of brown with you.

so what i’m trying to say is, your eyes are beautiful and brown is now one of my favourite colours.

— about a brown eyed boy. (via uhnsaids)