i know who i am and i know where i want to be

I'm a lover and a fighter. I get angry easily, but I'm working on it. I party, sleep, and think too much, but I get my shit done. I have a weakness for sweet talkers, but I'm learning and enforcing my boundaries. I don't let many people in, but once they're in, they're there forever

I want that part of you that gets excited when you hear the ice cream truck. The part that cries when old people die in movies. The part that cares much more than what she wears. The part where she can totally be herself. The part that when I look at her, I only see her. The part where she could never give up a stuffed animal, cause she'll feel bad for it. The part that wants me, too. That's what I really want.

magic is in all of us and in everyone who believes they can make beautiful things happen it's in a first kiss, in fireworks, running with your girlfriend down the beach at midnight, screaming in the sky it's falling in love and falling down the rabbit hole it's in your dreams and imagination we can all use magic

Love isn't perfect. It isn't a fairytale or a storybook and it doesn't always come easy. Love is overcoming obstacles, facing challenges, fighting to be together, holding on, and never letting go. It is a short word, easy to spell, difficult to define, and impossible to live without. Love is work, but most of all, love is realizing that every hour, every minute, every second of it was worth it because you did it together

i came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with someone,

you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.

[when harry met sally]

so there's this boy, he makes fun of me because i can only stay on a subject for like 5 seconds and them i'm on to the next one. he listens to me when i'm sad and handles me when i'm mad. i tell him i hate him and he responds with, "no you don't." yeah he's not prince charming, but to me he couldn't be more perfect

"When I was a little girl, I used to read fairy tales. In fairy tales you meet Prince Charming & he's everything you've ever wanted. In fairy tales the bad guys is very easy to spot. The bad guy is always wearing a black cape so you always know who he is. Then you grow up and realize that Prince Charming is not as easy to find as you thought. You realize that the bad guy is not wearing a black cape and he's not easy to spot; he's really funny, and he makes you laugh, and he has perfect hair." -Taylor Swift

FAKE FRIENDS: Never ask for food. REAL FRIENDS: are the reason you have no food. fake friends: call your parents mr/mrs REAL FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM fake friends: never seen you cry. REAL FRIENDS: Cry with you fake friends: borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back. REAL FRIENDS: Keep your stuff so long they forget its yours. fake friends: know a few things about you. REAL FRIENDS: Could write a book about you with direct quotes from you. fake friends: will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing. REAL FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds ass that left you. fake friends: would knock on your front door. REAL FRIENDS: Walk right in and say "I’M HOME!" fake friends: will talk shit about the person who talks shit about you. REAL FRIENDS: Will knock them the shit out of them. fake friends: are for awhile. REAL FRIENDS: Are for life

What would the world be like if we all had the ability to feel that someone is missing us? Like when someone is 10,000 miles away from you and they miss you so much, to the point where you actually feel it inside you. Imagine: you could be sitting there, drinking a cup of hot chocolate, and then suddenly have the ability to realize, "Hey, someone out there really misses me right now

There will come a time in your life when you will become infatuated with a single soul. For this person, you'd do anything & not think twice about it, but when asked why... you have no answer. You'll try your whole life to understand how a single person can affect you as much as they do, but you'll never find out. & no matter how badly you hate it or how badly it hurts... you'll love this person without regret for the rest of your life.

In this weird twisted way, I know you miss me liking you, not because I want to believe it's true, but because you'll never find a girl that can put up with you like I did; you'll never find a girl who will care as much as I did, because no one will waste all their love on someone like you, like I did. I ask myself why, and in that same breath, as I watch you, I get my answer. It's everything about you; it's that teasing smile, that warm scent. It's the curve of your arms, the tousle of your hair, the ring of your voice. It's just everything about you. But more than that, it's everything about me. It's everything about the way you make me laugh, cry, smile and hurt. It's everything about the way you make me feel. And that's everything that I cannot, and would not, want to let go of.