Monday, July 28, 2014

You will have a good morning and a good night without anyone texting it to you


"My favorite for two reasons:
Keeps me in check. The world is not obligated to care, you can’t always expect that people will, especially when they have their own things and problems and hurt that you are not obligated to care about either. Don’t expect too much from anyone.
The world is not obligated to care, yet sometimes, it still does. And that’s beautiful to me.”

"My favorite for two reasons:

  1. Keeps me in check. The world is not obligated to care, you can’t always expect that people will, especially when they have their own things and problems and hurt that you are not obligated to care about either. Don’t expect too much from anyone.

  2. The world is not obligated to care, yet sometimes, it still does. And that’s beautiful to me.”

(Source: blo)

jececilia:

"I love you, you know that, right?"

"Sometimes."

"Not sometimes, I love you all the time."

"You may, but I only know that sometimes."

jececilia:

Don’t give chances. Or pose ultimatums. Or set rules.
Just let people go, and see what they do of their own volition. 

If their free will doesn’t lead to you,
why try to force it?

What good is a love
that you have to ask for?

I think of you
My thoughts think of you
My thoughts have thoughts that think of you
And it’s so hard to forget someone
When you remember them in layers
(via jececilia)

jececilia:

Here is a boy
Who is willing to give me everything

And there is a different boy
Whom I am willing to give everything to

I wonder,
When will they ever be the same person

And how precious and rare it is for two people to feel the same way about each other

At the same time

Here is a boy
Who is, now, willing to give me everything

He was the same boy
I was, once, willing to give everything to

You love me
And I love(d) you
But timing
Has (always) hated us both.

again

jececilia:

If I could start and end my day with you
I really wouldn’t mind what happens in between

jececilia:

No, you have it all wrong.
I love you,
I do,
I love you, I want you, only you, all of you. Of this, I’m sure. In fact, I’m so sure that I can’t keep doing this knowing how unsure you are.
That’s why.

jececilia:

Every time I go to see you, I spend 10 minutes practicing this phrase in my car:

“I don’t want to do this anymore.”

It rests on the tip of my tongue. Rehearsed. Ready.

It’s only after I see your face that it comes out as

"Come here, I’ve missed you so much."

And this is both the most relieving and terrifying effect anyone has had on me.

jececilia:

I’ve become so used to sacrifice that
People rip out chunks of my heart
And it feels like I’m the one giving it away

jececilia:

Maybe the reason I don’t fight for you is because I don’t feel like you belong to me in the first place

What right do I have