August 2012
14 posts
When my roommate borrows my clothes without asking
When you randomly think of your ex-boyfriend...
July 2012
29 posts
“I’m not saying that at some point love isn’t staying up until 2am phone calls or stealing kisses when you least expect it, or instantly falling for each other’s favorite songs because it is, or at least that’s what the lead up to it feels like, but real love, is so much more. It’s going out at 12am to get something to eat for your wife who can’t get out of bed, it’s listening to them as they explode with vulnerability on your living room couch talking about how they were only so young when they’re parents passed on. it’s remembering how someone likes their coffee in the morning without asking—without ever asking, it’s visiting someone in the hospital knowing the last thing you want to do is see them in that condition, it’s wanting to be with that person despite despite everything, the future, the past, and everything in between, it’s the intimate things that you don’t even realize involve such intimacy, but they do, in secret, like the pinky promises you two made behind your back, to love one another for always, in the time you thought you were in love, when you were actually just on your way to it.”
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(via badashhh)
“…the time you thought you were in love, when you were actually just on your way to it.”
(via pussycatttt)
This actually brought me to tears. Whoa.
(via loveylauren)
Real love is great.
When you try to stop your friend from drunk texting...
