He’ll grab your waist and whisper in your ear but six months later you’ll find yourself drunk texting him that you miss him and he won’t respond.
— (via sureth-ng)
You tell me you came here by accident, and if this is true, then it is the most beautiful mistake I have known. On the good days, I forgive your sharp teeth, and on the bad days, you forgive my soft limbs. We are the most healing battle ever fought, and we don’t even have a word for it yet. If this ends in me writing angry poetry and you convinced the sky is falling, then we have to start all over. I promise I am not leaving here if it isn’t with you. I will tell the galaxies to be reborn again if it ends too messy. They will keep trying until we are brought into a world where we know how to love each other the right way. They will keep trying until the stars that belong to us stop collapsing when they get too close.
I have wanted to kill myself a hundred times, but somehow I am still in love with life.
— Voltaire (via love-gives-up)