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American Beauty

I really wish you were coming here instead of going there. 


Some Time Out by Lang Leav
Well, let it pass, he thought; April is over, April is over. There are all kinds of love in the world, but never the same love twice.

I wish you would put yourself in my suitcase


I study you so much to discover the possible flaws, the weak points, the danger zones. I don’t find them—not any. That means I am in love, blind, blind. To be blind forever.

You’re going to break my heart, aren’t you?

I used to think that in order to really connect with someone, I had to share pain with them. I thought I could only really connect with people who seemed to be irreparably shattered. I would feel like that person and I shared a world that no one else could penetrate, and that there were these strong threads tied through pain that other people just couldn’t understand.

But now, I’ve got a very special connection with one of the most consistently happy people I’ve ever known. It’s not in my nature to sulk or mope, and trying to love someone who constantly indulges in strange forms of self-fulfilling sadness left me full of misery and self-loathing on more than one occasion. Not everything needs to be so damn serious - I used to look at people who were carefree and think that they were fools, but now I realize I’ve been the idiot all along. 

Now I’m taking things light and my heart still feels like it’s filling up just fine.

Plus, I smile all the damn time. 


wolf whistle

(Source: dailyezra, via swampghosts)