ultimately i know that we loved each other so muchand i asked more from u than u could givebut it gives me peace and happiness to think that you’ll be living the life you’ve always dreamed of livingand find a person who can reciprocate the love you give and think you’re not just enough but the onei hope you achieve all of your dreams in new york. i know me and sf were not the place u need to be. i hope you work for yourself. i hope you make not just others but yourself proud. i hope you achieve nonmaterial success. i hope you make close friends that understand and love you. i hope you and your family will live long and happy lives and i hope you will never ever go through pain.i loved you. truly. even if it didn’t seem like it sometimes. even if i pushed u away. even if u honestly didnt deserve to be loved. i cant change the fact that i loved u and nothing will bring me more peace than ur happiness in the long run. and if u ever feel bad and defeated just know im cheering u on along the way. and youve inspired me to be better. to ask for better. to find better. i love you and thank you for everything. i hope you find everything you’re looking for.

once again

unbotheredmuse:

the woman you’re becoming will cost you people, relationships, spaces, and material things. choose her over everything.

mentalizes:

“I urge you to please notice when you are happy.”

— Kurt Vonnegut (dedicated to my friend nthd-jen)

velvetmysoul:

storments:

““I want you to tell me about every person you’ve ever been in love with. Tell me why you loved them, then tell me why they loved you. Tell me about a day in your life you didn’t think you’d live through. Tell me what the word “home” means to you and tell me in a way that I’ll know your mother’s name just by the way you describe your bed room when you were 8. See, I wanna know the first time you felt the weight of hate and if that day still trembles beneath your bones. Do you prefer to play in puddles of rain or bounce in the bellies of snow? And if you were to build a snowman, would you rip two branches from a tree to build your snowman arms? Or would you leave the snowman armless for the sake of being harmless to the tree? And if you would, would you notice how that tree weeps for you because your snowman has no arms to hug you every time you kiss him on the cheek? Do you kiss your friends on the cheek? Do you sleep beside them when they’re sad, even if it makes your lover mad? Do you think that anger is a sincere emotion or just the timid motion of a fragile heart trying to beat away its pain? See, I wanna know what you think of your first name. And if you often lie awake at night and imagine your mother’s joy when she spoke it for the very first time. I want you tell me all the ways you’ve been unkind. Tell me all the ways you’ve been cruel. See, I wanna know more than what you do for a living. I wanna know how much of your life you spend just giving. And if you love yourself enough to also receive sometimes. I wanna know if you bleed sometimes through other people’s wounds.””

— (via naturaekos)