Office by Alex Penny
I like laughing. I like smiling. I like snowflakes but hate the cold. I like laying in a sea of blankets and tea and kissing and the rain. I like beaches and sunsets and thunder storms. I love my friends, deal with the past and love and hate the way life can be so unexpected.
I’ve always been in love with you. I’ll always be in love with you.
You don’t get to call me a whore. When I met you, I thought I had found the person that I was going to spend the rest of my life with. I was done. So all the boys, and all the bars, and all the obvious daddy issues, who cared? Because I was done. You left me. You chose Addison. I’m all glued back together now. I make no apologies for how I chose to repair what you broke. You don’t get to call me a whore.
(via b-r-e-a-k-a-b-l-e)
We all remember the bed time stories of our childhood. The shoe fit Cinderella, the frog was turned into a prince, sleeping beauty was awakened with a kiss. Once upon a time and then they lived happily ever after. Fairy tales. The stuff of dreams. the problem is, fairy tales don’t come true. It’s the other stories. The ones that start in dark and stormy nights and end in the unspeakable. The nightmares always seem to become the reality.
(Source: things-i-tell-myself, via trugge)
Reminds me of this awesome guy who I miss way too muchhhhh
(Source: lostdogs20, via introspection-innerperfection)
(Source: growingsadder, via introspection-innerperfection)
