Vintage Tumblr Themes
"I kiss until my lips sting.
I laugh until I cry and I cry until I can’t breathe.
I love without reserve, wholeheartedly and when my heart gets broken I let it bleed.
I disappear in people and find myself in books.
I don’t have thick skin. I feel everything, with every fiber of my being.
I don’t know how not to, I don’t know how to stop.
Sometimes I wish I did, but the thing is - I want to feel life until the moment I die.
What’s the point otherwise?"
-m.v., So when you call me sensitive, I’ll just smile and wear it like a badge of honor (via findingwordsforthoughts)
-niggas who tryna fuk (via joseguwop)
"Letting go is about choices. It’s about choosing to walk away and not look back. It’s about choosing to ignore that phone call, and the next one, and the next. It’s about choosing not to call them back. It’s about choosing to make new memories - dancing to that song in your underwear, and reading your favorite book in that cafe, wearing that dress out and doing something you’ve never done, something that makes you smile. It’s about choosing to move on. Letting go is a process. It’s in your everyday, in the big things and the little things - in starting to run again and buying a different kind of bread, in removing photos from your walls and then painting them purple. There are setbacks, but see, each setback is an opportunity to make your choice again, to acknowledge your own power. And one day, not to long from now, your choices will become habits, the pain will fade and you will be able to look back without the fear of losing your way."
-m.v., One day we will be nothing but a fond memory (via findingwordsforthoughts)



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