"Color my life with the chaos of trouble."
-500 Days of Summer
luanaasweet:

 
dismorphoph0bic:

dismorphoph0bic:

I have so many people ask me what a tattoo of the moon could possibly mean to me and it angers me so much. In 2 years I have gone from being the happiest person I have ever known, to somebody that felt unworthy of living, and I’m almost back to that happy girl again. Change. Everything changes. Family, friends, hobbies, interests, priorities, feelings. Everything. My parents went from being the light of my life, to the reason why I despised myself, and now I can’t go a day without telling them I love them. Whilst they aren’t always in my view, and they are constantly changing, they always end up they way they were in the beginning. So I could get this whole paragraph tattooed on my leg or I could get the phases of the moon. My tattoo is a reminder, it’s my sense of comfort, it’s my surety that in the end, everything will be okay.

So far I have, and will continue to, follow every person that reblogs this. I love you guys so much.

Have you ever had that feeling when you’re in a relationship and you realize you don’t know exactly why you love that person? People ask you, “Why are you with him? What makes him so special?” And you’re standing there, overwhelmed with all of the reasons and you can’t pinpoint your answer to just one word answer. Yeah, he’s handsome and charming, and his smile gives you butterflies. His hair’s barely ever messy, and when it is, it’s still very adorable. His night voice is raspy and deeper than usual and you can’t help thinking that he’s so tired, but he’s staying awake just to be able to talk to you. And yeah, he teases you like you’re best friends and fights like a husband, only to apologize like an ex boyfriend and cuddle you to sleep the rest of the night. Sure, he does everything you ask and everything that will make you smile when you’re down. And he tells you you’re beautiful everyday and tries so hard to make you believe it because he really feels that way. He acts like a dork around you just to hear your laugh and you’re thinking to yourself how in the world you got so lucky. Sure, he may not be the most handsome person in the whole world and he’s probably nowhere near perfect, but somehow to you, he just is. He is the most handsome guy to you because he’s the only guy you see. And he is the most perfect person that you know. He’s your own fairytale story and you suddenly can’t picture your life without him. He’s your once upon a time and your happily ever after. And you can’t think of anything more perfect. 

vincereauimori:

mrsmelchiorgabor:

the year is 2053. a girl lays on her bed wearing vintage ugg boots. ‘I was born in the wrong generation’ she sighs as she listens to taylor swift and cries over a one direction poster.

some kids are actually gonna be like this you do realize that

heartless:

im not even kidding when i say im the jealous type dont ever talk about the person i like because they are mine and i will rip your soul out

w-i-l-d-ocean:

ugh
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