Notice the people who are happy for your happiness, and sad for your sadness. They’re the ones who deserve special places in your heart.
Reblogged from Namaste

I’m not going to be the girl you marry.
I’ll be the memory you have when you propose to her. As you slide that ring on her finger you’ll think about that time we got dressed in our swankiest threads and had a horrible time at that party so we came back home and sat in an empty bath tub drinking whiskey outta the bottle talking about our childhood dreams.

I’m not going to be the girl you marry. I’ll be that memory whenever you and her get in an argument. you’ll recall our first fight and the endless glares and icy tones. Repetition of words like RESPECT and WHY rung through the stillness of the air. We almost ended that night. Thankfully you stopped me from walking out of that door.

I’m not going to be the girl you marry. I’ll be that memory when you have your first child. When you and your wife are picking out names you’ll remember our talk about our future. Our apartment layout and first pet. A dog named Pascal because I’m allergic to cats.

I’m not going to be the girl you marry. I’ll be the girl you fall for when you are too young to understand what falling really is. You’ll fuck up and lose me. You won’t realize it until a while later. But when you do, you’ll think about me everyday. Forever.

— you’ll miss me- jlw (via burgundythoughts)
A girl canal dream (via universal-crush)
Reblogged from bonne vivante
I need someone who
Sees the fire in my eyes and
wants to play with it.
Haiku by l.s.f.  (via 5ft1)
Reblogged from THEESEANMARTIN
Maybe happiness is this: not feeling like you should be elsewhere, doing something else, being someone else.
— Isaac Asimov (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
Reblogged from For Emma, Forever Ago
Do not wait; the time will never be “just right.” Start where you stand, and work with whatever tools you may have at your command, and better tools will be found as you go along.
— Napoleon Hill (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
Reblogged from For Emma, Forever Ago