I always, always put everyone else’s fucking wants and needs before my own, but when I have something I want to do it doesn’t fucking matter. And get no fucking apology or sympathy for my fucking plans getting ruined.
“I love unmade beds. I love when people are drunk and crying and cannot be anything but honest in that moment. I love the look in people’s eyes when they realize they’re in love. I love the way people look when they first wake up and they’ve forgotten their surroundings. I love the gasp people take when their favorite character dies. I love when people close their eyes and drift to somewhere in the clouds. I fall in love with people and their honest moments all the time. I fall in love with their breakdowns and their smeared makeup and their daydreams. Honesty is just too beautiful to ever put into words.”—(via charlotte-york)
I seriously have the best relationship I could ask for at this point . My boyfriend is an ass 90% of the time, but so am I (if not worse). I’ve never felt so challenged yet happy at the same time. Honestly, no matter how difficult our relationship gets, I can’t imagine the future without him by my side.