"Fall in love with someone who wants you, who waits for you. Who understands you even in the madness; someone who helps you, and guides you, someone who is your support, your hope. Fall in love with someone who talks with you after a fight. Fall in love with someone who misses you and wants to be with you. Do not fall in love only with a body or with a face; or with the idea of being in love."
Just….uh…..looking at baby pictures.
Recreating baby pictures since 2010
"I want to inspire people. I want someone to look at me and say, ‘Because of you I didn’t give up.’"
Unknown (via psych-facts)
"Stop beating yourself up. You are a work in progress - which means you get there a little at a time, not all at once."
Unknown (via rivaiomine)
"In the whole entire world, you are the only person, the only person I love or have ever loved. And I love you terribly. Terribly. That’s what’s so awfully, irreducibly real. I can make up anything but I can’t dream that away."
Tony Kushner, Angels in America (via viviling)
Anonymous asked: How does one get over a breakup? All of my friends are in serious, committed relationships. And I constantly just feel like I'll never find someone. My recent dating endeavors have not seemed to work out at all :\
I think that we live in this society where we see being single as something negative. You know? Like, all the people around me are dating and I’m not….what is wrong with me? Well, it’s really not that black and white. You don’t want to settle just because other people have found their Mr/Ms Rights or even Right Nows. You’ll get there, and when you do…you’ll remember all of the reasons you didn’t end up with the people in the past, because there are always reasons. Sometimes we just ignore these reasons and tend to beat ourselves up. Just try to remember that nothing is wrong with you. Just focus on being the best and most stable version of yourself. You’ll meet someone worth waiting for. As far as how to deal with a break up? I always say…let it hurt for a bit. Get it out of your system. Watch Wrist Cutters: A Love Story and listen to Blue Skies by Noah and The Whale. Then find a new hobby and spend time with people even when it feels like it’s easier to be alone. If you have a day when you randomly feel anxious or sad…don’t look at it as a relapse. Simply take the days as they come. Recovery doesn’t happen over night, but it does happen, and that is beautiful.
"True friendship resists time, distance and silence."
Isabel Allende (via blazeme420)
It’s okay to realize you believed you loved someone that didn’t mean a thing to you. It’s okay to have loved the chase or the pain. It’s okay to realize that you only loved the way it felt when they came back. It’s okay to love the thought of being accomplished in someone. It’s okay to love the idea of someone. It’s okay to love how powerful being with them made you feel. It’s okay to love commitment. It’s okay to love how you can change someone. It’s okay to realize you never loved them, not even a little bit, not even at all. This is because you are almost always taught this by feeling and realizing true love in another place.
Anonymous asked: What's the entire story between you and Paul?
Wow, Paul and I have just been discussing this so it’s funny that you ask. We met at a Starbucks open mic night in 2003. He was playing there with his band called ‘This Nights Dream’ and I was there to see my friend’s boyfriend. I actually lived in a neighboring town about 20 minutes away. I was standing alone waiting for my friend so we could leave when a boy came up to me and said “don’t leave! We’re about to get amps!” I smiled and said I wouldn’t, but knew I’d be leaving any minute. I never forgot his face though. Through a random turn of events that neither of us can remember….we began talking on AIM about when we met and how we remembered one another. We instantly hit it off and began making jokes about being thugs and other embarrassing things. We sort of lost touch after that. Like I said, I lived far and we really didn’t have any friends in common. Until, a year or two later I ran into him at Hollister while my best friend was dating his friend’s little brother. We didn’t talk, but we lingered our eyes on each other trying to remember if we were the same people from the year before. That night I went home and found him on Myspace. Sure enough, it was the boy I remember from the coffee shop. He was older now and his hair was much longer…he no longer wore glasses like I remembered either. But I could tell by his blue eyes that it was still him.. I saw he was now playing more music but under a different name and by himself. It was called The Simple Discussion, I thought I’d go to a concert sometime and see if he’d remembered me. I still remembered the way he made me laugh and feel completely at ease. A few months after this I was shopping with my aunt (who happened to live in Paul’s same town) and we walked into a Target and there he was….walking around…working. I completely lost my cool and hid. I hadn’t seen him in so long and couldn’t imagine seeing him as I was bopping around the store with my aunt. So I left, but… I went back a few more times than I needed to. One time I went and well… He definitely remembered me. He worked in the Electronic section by now and while walking through an aisle… Sports gear, to be exact. And I looked down the aisle to find him standing there. He looked up at me…smiled and waved the biggest wave. I waved back and remember being on the phone with my best friend and saying something along the lines of “holy shit!” After that I remember I went to his show at this place called Lifespot in late 2006 and became smitten. I also learned then that he had a girlfriend. So I did my best to keep my distance, but the heart knows what it wants. We started talking over MySpace here and there. Soon enough it was back to aim. I would remember signing in and getting three or four messages from him over the days saying ” Are you here?!” “Are you invisible?!” And I’d do the same in response. He quickly became someone so close to my heart. We were good friends and we talked about everything. I’ll never forget the first time he called me cute was during this time. It made me feel flushed and nervous even through a computer screen. Finally, in July of 2007 at one of his concerts he asked for my number. And texted me within moments of leaving. We talked all night asking questions about one another that we’d never been able to ask because of the distance between us. We started to really get to know each other, deep down. Although we couldn’t see each other more than once every month or so. But we always talked. One time I went to his work at target to buy a movie from him and he had it waiting for me when I got there, but still took his dinner break to walk around and hang out with me. We spent an hour walking around the store talking even when he was supposed to be working. It was the first time we’d ever really spent time together. He also came to my friends house one night and spent hours sitting around a camp fire talking with us and her parents. He was always there when I needed him. And I, for him. I started getting to know the people from his old high school and hanging out in his town more often. But then I started dating someone towards the very beginning of 2008. But Paul and I still talked, usually through texts about how fun it would be to play music together. And then, towards the end of 2008. We were both single for the first time. He told me in September of 2008 after a family trip that he’d always had feelings for me..and it felt good to actually say it. And HE kissed ME for the first time in my bedroom a month later. I remember how he always said I was the first girl he ever kissed first. Both of our hearts were confused about the past year of our life being best friends, but he kissed me and it was what I’d been waiting for since I was alone in that coffee shop. Like everything made sense because it brought us here. Here we were….confused and freshly single….our hearts knew that this was right, but we weren’t ready. We needed to grow more, and we decided the timing wasn’t right because once we crossed that line…we could never go back to being best friends. We spent every weekend for the next three years playing music together and being best friends. The feelings lingered and that brought jealousy when I’d hang out with a boy or him with a girl. Everything between us was so unresolved. We didn’t talk about it. He never knew that I’d cry over him and my other friends would tell me to take a break from him. We knew that it was hard, and sometimes I really tried to quit but he would never let me go. So…one night in 2011… On the floor of his parents house…he kissed me again…and the feelings rushed back. Three months later he asked me to be his. He said he never wanted to ask me until he was sure he was ready to marry me. That I was too important to him to ever let down. We basically got engaged on March 19th 2011….and we’ve never looked back. It was long and painful, but a part of me was always with Paul and he with me. We could never get away from that no matter how far we ran….in opposite directions with different people. I truly think he is my soulmate.