Nothing Was Ever Meant To Last.

Heart breaks lead to a solid person.

We all have the potential to fall in love a thousand times in our lifetime. It’s easy. The first girl I ever loved was someone I knew in sixth grade. Her name was Missy; we talked about horses. The last girl I love will be someone I haven’t even met yet, probably. They all count. But there are certain people you love who do something else; they define how you classify what love is supposed to feel like. These are the most important people in your life, and you’ll meet maybe four or five of these people over the span of 80 years. But there’s still one more tier to all this; there is always one person you love who becomes that definition. It usually happens retrospectively, but it happens eventually. This is the person who unknowingly sets the template for what you will always love about other people, even if some of these loveable qualities are self-destructive and unreasonable. The person who defines your understanding of love is not inherently different than anyone else, and they’re often just the person you happen to meet the first time you really, really, want to love someone. But that person still wins. They win, and you lose. Because for the rest of your life, they will control how you feel about everyone else.

—Chuck Klosterman, Killing Yourself to Live: 85% of a True Story (via larmoyante)

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Who did that to you? Who fucked you up so bad, emotionally and mentally that you’ve completely shut down anyone who tries to help you. You don’t talk about your feelings, you push kind people away, and you let negative people in. You refuse to open up and let someone love or care about you. Who fucking did that to you?

—Well fuck. (via dolly-kitten)

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I wonder how many people don’t get the one they want, but end up with the one they’re supposed to be with.

—Fannie Flagg, Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe (via larmoyante)

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You will always be fond of me. I represent to you all the sins you never had the courage to commit.

—Oscar Wilde (via kushandwizdom)

I want to kiss you so hard that you will never be able to get the taste of me out of your mouth.

—(via ajeebinsaan)

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dragqueenmerlin:

Just received my size 50 knitting needles in the mail, and I’m pretty sure these are weapons, not craft making tools

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The cat’s face

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