“The truth is, I can’t be with you like this. I mean, I know I said that I could, but I can’t. I just can’t compromise myself like that. I mean, I’m an emotional person. I feel things and I need to be able to get upset, and talk about how I’m feeling. I mean, that’s just, that’s who I am, and I can’t change it. I don’t want to. And the thing is, you knew that, you knew it, and you still pursued me. Because you want something with me. You just aren’t strong enough to have it. Which in a way makes you a coward. And the saddest part is that, one day you’re going to wake up, and you’re going to realized what you missed and its going to be too late.”—Felicity (via wordsthat-speak)
“You want honesty?
I wasn’t sure if you could handle it,
but since you’re so eager to hear it,
and since I’m a terrible liar,
you should know that every time
you do as little as look at me,
I can feel my dignity fall to the ground.
I’d stand in the bitter cold for hours
if that meant you would stay warm.
I’d rather gouge my own eyes out
than to see you fall for someone else.
And it wasn’t until you left,
when I realized that I have
a terribly addictive personality.
I’m sorry, my love.
I hope that wasn’t too much.
Because, in all honesty,
that wasn’t even
the half of it.”—Connotativewords | jl | Why It Still Hurts (via perfect)
“You’re drunk in a bathtub
with a red cup full of Birthday Cake flavored vodka
wearing a headdress
made of neon Dollar Store chicken feathers.
You’re half naked in a grassy field
with drugstore lipstick smeared under your eyes
and wearing moccasins from Urban Outfitters.
You can’t wait for Coachella
so you can finally smoke a peace pipe in a tepee
and find your Spirit Animal.
You think Native American culture is so beautiful
and clumsily show it with your
hashtags on tumblr and Instagram.
But when actual Indigenous people tell you that
Gypsy, Squaw and Red Injun are all racist slurs
Headdresses are sacred
and war paint on your white face is insulting
“I’m just appreciating your beautiful culture!
I’m 1/16th Cherokee.”
Ignoring the fact that running around
naked in the woods on shrooms
will not connect you with any tribe
and that your great great great great grandmother
along with the rest of the Cherokee people
never wore headdresses.”—"1/16th Cherokee" by sumblr (via perfect)
“It helps when you have the right people by your side; you feel like you can do anything and be anywhere. But people are just people. They’ll leave, they’ll let you down and they can’t always be your shoulder to lean on. You’ve got to realize this. You’ve got to grow your own wings.”—(via c0ntemplations)
“I have a million things to talk to you about. A million things we have to talk about. All I want in this world is you. I want to see you and talk. I want the two of us to begin everything from the beginning.”—Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via broptimus-prime)