I don’t think people love me. They love versions of me I have spun for them, versions of me they have construed in their minds. The easy versions of me, the easy parts of me to love.

(via psych-facts)

Do not raise your children the way your parents raised you; they were born for a different time.

Abi bin Abi Taleb (599—661 A.D.)

One day I just realized he was gone for good —and it was okay. And I believe that sometimes your heart takes you to places that can never lead to a happy ending. Maybe they are right. Maybe I did get my hopes up too high. Maybe I was way over my head. Maybe I am the stupid one for ever thinking that he liked me. But maybe, just maybe I was just tired of being alone. Sometimes, no matter how long or hard you’ve loved someone, they’ll never love you back. And I think I’ve learned to be ok with that.

I still miss you (via loveblx)