I’m not a concept. Too many guys think I’m a concept or I complete them or I’m going to make them alive, but I’m just a fucked up girl who is looking for my own peace of mind. Don’t assign me yours.

bought today, my first - Echeveria elegans, i’m in love with it.

bought today, my first - Echeveria elegans, i’m in love with it.

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I haven’t been ready to speak to him yet and reply to his message, so I haven’t. It’s almost shocking to me that I can do that. I put so much stock in responding promptly (or as promptly as you can) that I try to always do it myself. I’ve been in situations where I want to make someone sweat…

I hope you have the courage to pursue someone who is worth pursuing, and not someone who is convenient. Convenience is impatience disguised as your desires, you are worth more than what time has told you, you are worthy of finding someone who will wait for you; don’t settle for what is easy, settle for what is good.

This is how you lose her.

You lose her when you forget to remember the little things that mean the world to her: the sincerity in a stranger’s voice during a trip to the grocery, the delight of finding something lost or forgotten like a sticker from when she was five, the selflessness of a child giving a part of his meal to another, the scent of new books in the store, the surprise short but honest notes she tucks in her journal and others you could only see if you look closely.

You must remember when she forgets.

You lose her when you don’t notice that she notices everything about you: your use of the proper punctuation that tells her continuation rather than finality, your silence when you’re about to ask a question but you think anything you’re about to say to her would be silly, your mindless humming when it is too quiet, your handwriting when you sign your name in blank sheets of paper, your muted laughter when you are trying to be polite, and more and more of what you are, which you don’t even know about yourself, because she pays attention.

She remembers when you forget.

You lose her for every second you make her feel less and less of the beauty that she is. When you make her feel that she is replaceable. She wants to feel cherished. When you make her feel that you are fleeting. She wants you to stay. When you make her feel inadequate. She wants to know that she is enough and she does not need to change for you, nor for anyone else because she is she and she is beautiful, kind and good.

You must learn her.

You must know the reason why she is silent. You must trace her weakest spots. You must write to her. You must remind her that you are there. You must know how long it takes for her to give up. You must be there to hold her when she is about to.

You must love her because many have tried and failed. And she wants to know that she is worthy to be loved, that she is worthy to be kept.

And, this is how you keep her

Her heart had been dry, and she had considered it might always be so. And now such a warm commotion, such busy love.
I’m used to being on my own."
“But you found somebody. You won’t be on your own anymore and isn’t that lovely?
  • Draco: Nice scar. Where did you get it?
  • Harry: Thanks. Voldemort gave it to me back in the 80's.
  • Draco: Vintage. So adorable.
  • Harry: Thanks. *walks away*
  • Draco: That is the ugliest effing scar I've ever seen.

Claude Monet 1865 Mouth of the Seine at Honfleur pen & ink 24.5 x 36 cm Private Collection

Claude Monet 1865 Mouth of the Seine at Honfleur pen & ink 24.5 x 36 cm Private Collection

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“Her heart was a secret garden and the walls were very high.”