Love is the biggest test & lesson you will ever know. But the good ones stick around, until the end.

"Love is choosing to serve someone and be with someone in spite of their filthy heart. Love is patient and kind, love is deliberate. Love is hard. Love is pain and sacrifice, it's seeing the darkness in another person and defying the impulse to jump ship"

Indeed...and I think I've found exactly that, with the most gentle soul in the world.

We all deserve real love, because this is all we seek. We weren’t designed to be lonely or completely isolated . but a wild Love from a gentle soul . This sounds like heaven ❤️♥️jojo

-beau taplin

I am not afraid of an argument. Get emotional. Get angry. Because above all else I am terrified of the silence - of things becoming so bad between us there is no longer anything left worth fighting over.

God's favor♡ seek Him

God's Favor: "Jesus was rejected indeed by men, but chosen by God. The rejection of man is meaningless if God's favor is upon you." Bob Sorge "Come to Him—the living stone—who was rejected by people but accepted by God as chosen and precious.

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I hope you find someone who is brave enough to enter your storm, and respects you enough to love the size of your waves.

She. She... You have been manipulated and changed to fit this one crazy person you fell in love with not because she was the perfect fit or what you needed; but because she was something different....

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It's who he was. This hit it on the nail. Even though it's been years i still can't let him go. Even though he's moved on and let me go with no after thought. But its time and I'm done breaking my own heart.

So...many...grammar/spelling mistakes... But this is cute

This is so true but that's a good thing because I think people need someone who doesn't fit that stupid check list, to help them to grow, be a better person, and to enjoy life more.

On occasion

On occasion I struggle with the fact that I loved you to the point that I sacrificed my own happiness for you and that, at the same time, you did not love me enough to stop me.

I always knew that one day you'd make someone really happy. I always knew that someone was me. I only wish a thousand times over I had never told you that. Maybe then you would have believed that someone was me as well.


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