I'll break these shackles that bind me
"In the hopes of reaching the moon men fail to see the flowers that blossom at their feet."
-Albert Schweitzer

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hotanimegirl: herroharrypotter: shittyme: ionlyblogturtles: livingmywayeveryday: vickified: “If a clock could count down to the moment you meet your soul mate, would you want to know?” lol yes, so then i can shave. Has anyone written a book about this yet? I think it’d be interesting!!!!!!      One minute, 37 seconds.     My legs are shaking. Holy cow, there is no way I can do this. None.     One minute, 29 secods.     I glance around at the faces surrounding the room. Of course my Meeting would take place in the gross, overcrowded cafeteria.     One minute, six seconds.     Somewhere within these four walls, someone has the exact same countdown on their wrist. They’re going through the exact same pressure as me.      54 seconds.     Mom said I should be excited, not nervous. Yet I still find myself wiping my sweaty palms on my dress. I can’t believe she talked me into wearing a dress. I mean, shouldn’t  my Soul Mate meet me as I normally am? All plain jeans, blah shirts, and wild brown curls?     30 seconds.     Something deep within me tells me to stand up. I do, drawing the attention of my tablemates. They all know too. They smile encouragingly up at me. I chew my lip nervously.     25 seconds.     That same feeling pulls me towards the center of the room. My stomach drops away from me as I take a step in that direction.     20 seconds.     I continue in that direction. With each step the tempo of my heart picks up.     19. Faster.     18. Quicker.     17. More rapid.     16.  It’s racing.     Oh my god this is it. The moment my life changes forever.     My eyes search frantically around the cafeteria, searching for someone who looks as nervous as me. For someone who’s heading towards their future with no sense of direction like me.     10 seconds.     The feeling directs me slightly to the left. I turn to accomodate.     5. My heart has given up entirely.     4. I stop walking.     3. Just waiting left.     2. Everything is about to change.     1. Deep breath.      0000 d 00 h  00 m  00 s      Someone bumps my shoulder. I twirl around and my gray eyes meet blue, blue ones.     “Hello there, love. It appears as though we’re Soul Mates then, eh?”     As my words fail me, the only thing I can think is “I’m so glad I shaved this morning.” ^^^ THIS IS AMAZING wtf I am actually crying because of this story. excuse me  this is a movie called timer and it was really sad trust me you do not want this fucking timer it ruins everything
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Sooo #sweaty. #workout. :) proud of myself.
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thunderpopcola: This is how you lose her.  You lose her when you forget to remember the little things that mean the world to her: the sincerity in a stranger’s voice during a trip to the grocery, the delight of finding something lost or forgotten like a sticker from when she was five, the selflessness of a child giving a part of his meal to another, the scent of new books in the store, the surprise short but honest notes she tucks in her journal and others you could only see if you look closely. You must remember when she forgets.  You lose her when you don’t notice that she notices everything about you: your use of the proper punctuation that tells her continuation rather than finality, your silence when you’re about to ask a question but you think anything you’re about to say to her would be silly, your mindless humming when it is too quiet, your handwriting when you sign your name in blank sheets of paper, your muted laughter when you are trying to be polite, and more and more of what you are, which you don’t even know about yourself, because she pays attention. She remembers when you forget.  You lose her for every second you make her feel less and less of the  beauty that she is. When you make her feel that she is replaceable. She wants to feel cherished. When you make her feel that you are fleeting. She wants you to stay. When you make her feel inadequate. She wants to know that she is enough and she does not need to change for you, nor for anyone else because she is she and she is beautiful, kind and good. You must learn her.  You must know the reason why she is silent. You must trace her weakest spots. You must write to her. You must remind her that you are there. You must know how long it takes for her to give up. You must be there to hold her when she is about to.  You must love her because many have tried and failed. And she wants to know that she is worthy to be loved, that she is worthy to be kept. And, this is how you keep her.
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#last #picture with the #beach before we leave. :) It was #beautiful while it lasted. #Daytona #Springbreak #sun #salt #ocean #sea #shore #vacation #smile #asian #goodbye
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And after you’ve taken everything of me, will you be there to replace the nothingness?
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Why do people say things they don’t mean?

They always have empty promises and false hopes. Leading you to more longings and bigger dreams and wishes. Then they have to go and crush them. Leave you hanging and just upset.

I’m at the stage where I’ve lost all hope in humanity. I don’t expect anything anymore. And if I want something I go for it. By myself. I think it’s a bad thing. Not believing in anything anymore. I was a hopeless romantic once. Believed in dreams and deep love. Butterflies and sweet actions done to show one’s love. Now I don’t even want to share my love anymore. Only to be left hanging and longing. To want something I’ll never have.

Yeah… This world has ripped apart my wings and burned the shredded pieces. I only hope one day someone can come along and teach me hope to grow some new ones and take flight.

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