Mind ∙ Body ∙ Soul
"There is always one person you love who becomes that definition. It usually happens retrospectively, but it happens eventually. This is the person who unknowingly sets the template for what you will always love about other people, even if some of these lovable qualities are self-destructive and unreasonable. The person who defines your understanding of love is not inherently different than anyone else, and they’re often just the person you happen to meet the first time you really, really, want to love someone. But that person still wins. They win, and you lose. Because for the rest of your life, they will control how you feel about everyone else."


i refuse to have your fingerprints scarred into my skin
because i will move on
and one day you’ll remember how it felt
when i was in your arms at 4 am 
and by then
ill be gone 

I’ve been thinking about you a lot recently and I’m not sure why. For the past year I’ve tried to stop it, but no matter how hard I try I just can’t let go.

It scares me.

I don’t want to be dealing with this. I want to be able to say that I’ve moved on and that I have no intentions of looking back. I try to say it now but it feels weird in my mouth. 

It’s not that I still have feelings for you but I’m just so confused. I loved you so much and that was never good enough. I loved you with every being in my body and you took advantage of that. 

I keep looking at all the pictures we took together that summer, and I wish I could go back. We were so in sync. But when I spoke to you a few days ago I was reminded that you aren’t that person anymore, nor will you ever be. 

I just want every trace of your existence to disappear.


Stay With Me | Sam Smith

(Source: mingdliu)


5 summers from now
there will be another guy
who will be wrapping his hands
around my waist.

And he’ll ask me
if I have been in love.
I will smile and look into his eyes
and tell him how I have never felt
this way before.
But I won’t be able to say
that 5 summers ago,
there was someone who
made everyday seem like
mid spring, and how he
made me see blossoming flowers
in mid winter.

And he’ll leave soft kisses on me,
and tell me i’m his world.
And i’ll effortlessly say it back,
but I won’t be able to say that
5 summers ago someone else
was my entire universe.

And my apartment will have
little specks of him all over ,
but I won’t be able to tell him
about the little smudged off specks
of you in my heart.

" - " 5 Summers from Now by Dia T. (via cared)

Great the cycle of crying in my car continues

Sometimes I feel like I’m on top of the world. But only sometimes.

For some reason you always destroy any kind of confidence that I’ve built.

(Source: demeritz)

Should I let it grow? ©


This sums up my life pretty well


the scary thing about dating is that you are either going to marry that person or break up

(Source: anus)

(Source: bellecs)


you wrote your name on my heart in permanent marker but only let me write on yours in pencil