i live for the nights that i can't remember, and the people that i can't forget.

If she’s amazing, she wont be easy. If she’s easy, she wont be amazing. If she’s worth it, you wont give up. If you give up, you're not worthy.




What if this time, I don’t say hi first? What if this time, I don’t text you back? What if this time, I leave you wondering? Yeah, what if this time, you’’re the one left feeling completely fucked over.

hello, gorgeous




Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.