Pure love doesn’t manipulate the relationship to one’s advantage, but romantic love is different. Romantic love contains other elements - the desire to be loved by the other person, for instance. If purely loving another was enough, you wouldn’t suffer because of unrequited love. As long as the other person was happy, there wouldn’t be any need to suffer because you weren’t being loved in return. What makes people suffer is the desire to be loved by another person. So i decided that romantic love and pure love for a person are not the same. And that by following this you could lessen the pain of unrequited love.” —Underground - Haruki Murakami
We agreed to be friends, what an absurd concept. When I speak to my friends about becoming friends with you, they all stare, as if who really ever becomes friends after a breakup. My friends don’t believe I should speak with you, they don’t understand why I miss you. I was with you all the time, and now, I’m not. I can’t explain this. I still speak of you in the present tense. I’m in the wrong here, I’m making a mistake. We were lovers, and you’re still all over my skin. Now, I have to look at you, be your friend.
‘cause it’s all that i’ve known
True love is a fairy tale
I’m damaged, so how would i know” —Plumb—“Damaged” (via shany)
I don’t understand hiding; I’d rather you bare your soul. Tell me how you feel. Tell me your secrets, your fears. Reveal your strengths and weaknesses. Tell me who you are. Tell me what you want and what you need. Share your dreams and your goals. Good, bad: I’ll welcome it.
We’re all human. We’re all imperfect. We’re all beautiful. Embrace it.
Today, I told you my deepest, darkest fear. I never once thought i’d dare to tell this to you. & yet, you took it so well, you even went as far to reassured me that you love me. I’m going to marry you someday.
I told someone something like this once. Things I don’t share. And he left.
Unknown (via saltinyourwounds)
This is very true, and that truth makes me sad for some reason.
I think it’s because I’m too giving. I care too much, I feel too passionately. I don’t think anyone I’ve ever loved in that way, has loved me back just as much, if not more. I wear my heart on my sleeve, and as of right now, it has given me nothing but heartbreak and regret.
I LOVE THIS MOVIE MORE THAN ANYTHING IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD<3 i have the soundtrack, two copies of the dvd, and the screenplay.
I love you at ten in the morning,
at eleven, at twelve noon.
I love you with my whole soul and
my whole body, sometimes, on rainy afternoon.
But at two in the afternoon, or at three,
when I start to think about the two of us,
and you thinking about dinner or the day’s work,
or the amusements you don’t have, I start to hate
you with a dull hatred, with half of the hatred
that I reserve for myself. Then I go back to loving you,
when we go to bed and I feel that you are made for me,
that in some way your knee and your belly are telling
me that, that my hands are assuring me of that,
and that there is nowhere I can come to or go to that
is better than your body. The whole of you comes to
meet me and for a moment we both disappear, we
put ourselves into the mouth of God, until I tell you
that I am hungry or sleepy. Every day I love you and
hate you irreparable. And there are days, besides, there
are hours, in which I don’t know you, in which you are
as strange to me as somebody else’s wife. Men worry me,
I worry about myself, my troubles bewilder me. Probably
there is a long time when I don’t think about you at all.
So you see. Who could love you less than I do, my love?
chuck: i know you feel that now, but there are things you want, there’s things we both want.
ned: so? everyone wants stuff. we wake up everyday with a list of wishes a mile long and maybe we spend our lives trying to make those wishes come true, but just because we want them doesn’t mean we need them to be happy.
chuck: what do you need to be happy?
ned: you.” —pushing daisies.
I want to spend a whole day in Barnes and Noble, just reading books and drinking coffee. It’s been awhile since I’ve been there. It’s been an even longer while since I’ve purchased a book. I really need to change that.
I can top that, actually. I spent $36 the second week of March, spent $76 the third week, and spent another $60 yesterday.
I do hope so. I am waiting … and waiting …
And it is frustrating as well because it’s a battle to not allow yourself to slip back into old ways and habits. It is stressful when you cannot do the same things or don’t feel comfortable being the person you have always been in that relationship. It’s like walking on eggshells. It creates a tremendous amount of strain, awkwardness, and tension. I wonder if it’s even possible to change the nature of a relationship without permanent damage to it.