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I believe that true love and fate are intrinsically intertwined. Sometimes, the person that you are truly meant to fall in love with will come into your life in the strangest, most unexpected way. Your true love may shock you. You may find yourself discounting your feelings based solely on your inability to see how it could possibly work. “We are too different,” “The timing is all wrong,” “There is too much distance,” “I always thought that I would fall for somebody different,” “I’m still in love with so-and-so,” etc. My advice to you is to throw away your conventions and preconceived notions. People come into your life for a reason. If you feel that click with someone, it does not matter anymore where either of you came from, where you’ve been, or where you thought you were going. Grab onto that person and run with them wherever fate takes you. Let go of the idea of the person that you thought was perfect, or that your mother would like, and direct your eyes to the blinding light that is the person that loves your soul. Grab hold of that beautiful person that has heard your purest wishes and your darkest desires and everything in between and has embraced and celebrated it all. Never EVER let them go, no matter their baggage or past. Not for all the bright smiles and perfect curls and charming laughs of the person you thought might have been “perfect.” Look to the one who never stops worrying, never stops trying, never stops reaching out, no matter how hard you try to push them away, or how much you hurt them. Because that is the person that loves you. Look to the person that you don’t have to pretend for. Look to the person who accepts your tears and your anger and your apathy and your smiles and your wit and your dirty mind and loves it all. Look to the person that you can be totally open with because you know they would never judge you. Look to the person that was there for you in ways that you never thought anyone would be, even when it hurt them. Look to the person who wants to know about every stupid little part of your life. Look to the person who cares about your family and your friends and your pets though they never even met them. Look to the person who sends you messages just to check in, and wishes that you have a good day. Look to the person that tries to be what you need. Look to the person that encourages your dreams and applauds all of your triumphs— not matter how small. Look to that person, and know that it does not matter where they came from, who they were before, how different you are, how damaged they are, how strangely they came into your life, or how impossible the obstacles between you may seem. Because that is the person who will love you your whole life long. That is the person who will never let you down. That is the person who will treasure you with their dying breath. Fate has worked very hard to bring you two together. Don’t you dare let go.

Love just isn’t as mysterious as you think it is. All the signs are right in front of you, if you would just open your eyes. (via hidontbecreepy)

Babe

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If she doesn’t scare the hell out of you a little, she’s not the one.

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(Source: mylesbianloveblog)

Because baby I’m serious

the-girl-that-messed-her-life:

happens me a lot
sicklysatisfied:

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dreadfully-dull:

Do you ever, all of a sudden, get this overwhelming wave of self hatred? Like suddenly you hate your body, every inch, your face, your voice, your smile, your laugh, your personality.. you just want to disappear because you can’t stand to be yourself.

therorasaurus:

so my dad’s friend was bartending and saw a guy put something in a girl’s drink so while the guy turned around he switched their drinks and watched the guy roofie himself. 

In this life, everyone of us will meet someone that they won’t be able to forget. And what is strange is that they won’t be ours.

You’ll like them, they will have all the traits that your heart sculpted for your mind, they will be you in another place,

You’ll live another life with them, you won’t be able to come closer nor to get away,

They’re once a lover, once a friend and another time a stranger,

And the days pass,

And you wish to find a reason to hate them, but can’t,

Fear getting attached to them, but already had,

Sometimes you’ll think that they’re yours,

But you’ll strangle your soul with a silent sigh, saying : “He’s not mine.”

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