lovebug

Your hands shake. Your palms sweat. Your heart swells so huge it’s suffocating, pressing awkwardly against your lungs. You’re nervous for no reason. You can’t think properly. Whenever you see them in a crowded place, you stop what you’re doing and just stare, unable to concentrate, and it takes a huge effort to pull yourself back into the present and not get lost in the simple way they make you lose track of everything, all the hurt, all the pain, all the destruction going on around you with just one simple glance in your direction. After the tiniest conversation with them, you’re happy all day. You go to their facebook, or myspace, and stare at their page for hours. You flit through pictures just to see them one more time. You stare at their phone number, wondering what they would think if you texted them right now. Sometimes you sob uncontrollably because of everything you’ll never be, and sometimes you laugh so hard your lungs hurt because of one tiny joke they made. A mixture of envy and deep sadness crawls through you vivaciously whenever you see them conversing happily with someone else. When they talk to you, you smile hugely, even if it’s just a small “What’s up?” You make sure everything is perfect when you know you are going to see them: Your hair, your clothes, your teeth, your smile, your smell, your voice. You plan out what you are going to say, let your mind run through thousands of different ways to confess, but you never speak a word. They are everywhere and nowhere at the same time; you see their shining face in the crowd even when they’re not there, and whenever you make one of those misconceptions your heart rate speeds up uncontrollably until you realize that it’s just the face of an innocent stranger, and you calm down until the next time. You wish you could run into them at the mall, but at the same time you don’t know what you would do if you did. They are intangible, untouchable, a distant hope and dream, too far away to grasp, but one that you want with every fiber in your body. You want to see them and to touch them and to laugh with them like they were your best friend. You want to hold them and be held by them. You want to feel a connection, a spark, anything between you both. You want it so bad it physically hurts.

And each moment you are privileged enough to spend with them is incredible. It’s beautiful and wonderful and everything is right with the world when you are with them, just standing there, simply existing and talking together. Together. Two hearts. Two souls. Two bodies. One moment when the two halves collide in brilliant unity. One moment when everything is perfect.

vanilla starlight

Why do we all watch movies and read books? We know that in every single one of these, there’s a happy ending for the boy and the girl, and that nothing will or can get in the way. In the rare case that the story doesn’t end well, the girl doesn’t get the guy or vice versa, we find ourselves sorely disappointed with the outcome. Why are we so disappointed? This is life, we know that we might not get the happy ending that we want, and that life isn’t fair like that. Then why does it bother us so much? We watch these movies as reassurance that things WILL work out, and that we CAN get our happy endings. No matter how much we say that we know it won’t happen, we still secretly believe that it’s possible. Why? Because as humans, it’s natural to hold on to any glimpse of hope that we find. No matter how much we say to others that the unexpected hug means nothing and that they only think of you as a friend, you find yourself hoping that there was something more. Only you know how you felt, and only you heard how fast your heart was beating. The options we have are to believe that it’s possible, or deny it. What does this leave us with? The choice to either embrace the love we’re hoping to feel, or keep it hidden deep amongst your thoughts to let out at the opportune moment. But either way, you’re still holding onto that last ray of hope. And sometimes, that’s all you need.

wanting what you cant have

He was unbelievably cute and sweet. But he is a player.He was everything any girl could want really. No one wanted us to be together, no one thought we would last longer than two or three days. We proved them wrong. But then everything ended. I was hurt. I was not fine, I told myself I needed someoneone that can replace him. But then I knew that he was the only guy I fell in love with. When we weren’t together. I told him and he told me he was sorry and that he was in love with someone else. This broke my heart because the girl who he loves doesn’t care about him like I do. She doesn’t know his secrets like I do. She doesn’t know him like I do. But she strings him along like everythings alright. He needs to see I’m here and she isn’t. I love him. I’ll do whatever to let him see that I’m true.No matter what people might say I'll keep loving you and you're the risk I'll be willing to take.

love love love

the best day ever with my girls <3

My decorated door haha,

screaming towards the skyline

Fuck what she says or does whens shes angry. You should know she doesn’t mean it, every “I don’t care,” is a lie, she’ll always care. Don’t sit there and let her walk away, run after her and hold her tight. If you don’t, she’ll miss you two times more than you’ll ever miss her.Why cant you ever get it ?? !

icrybloodyrainbows

My parents don’t even know the real me. They don’t know how many tears I’ve cried. How many nights I spent waiting for a call. How many times I’ve been hurt by someone. They don’t know that their “little princess” has grown up.

The Twilight Saga Eclipse

I'll stand by you forever and always Edward Cullen gah isnt he like the most perfect god creation LOL :)
Bella just look so much better with him than Jacob,but that is from my opinion ,whatever it is I'm gonna watch this movie (!)