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Just once, I want to be someones first choice. I'm always the other option, or not even an option. It hurts.

That's all she wanted....now she's gone and i'm doing it. Very unfortunate i had to lose her to learn how to give it.

Choose to be happy! And don't let others affect your feelings. Easier said than done but being in control of your emotions stops people being able to hurt or upset you so easily.

His option... Leaving you for someone else. You're my priority, I'm not giving up on you no matter how hard this all is. I hope you figure this out soon..

You're my absolute without a doubt favorite reason to lose sleep. I love our late night phone calls and FaceTiming every night until we fall asleep. I love having those all nighters that ill remember forever. I love it all. ultimatedatingsys...

It kind of stings when this happens.. ok, sometimes it stings a whole lot, but it teaches us valuable lessons about life, love, and friendship. May you never lose your sense of "doing that much" for someone else.

that might a cute little note for you soon to be bride or groom on the morning of your wedding, or even an idea for some vows...cute

"Stay nice even when others are not." Easier said than done. There comes a time that being nice isn't even an option anymore. When you've been bullied, hurt, and abused over and over again, being nice isn't possible. There are some people I will never be able to be nice to, and it's not my fault. It's theirs. I'm not a mean person. They conditioned me to behave that way towards them.

This describes me so perfectly. also... adam levine ♥

Sounds like "Do You Believe in Love?" by NewWorldSon. Not the exact words but same idea. "Some wanna change your mind and tell you loves a breeze. Lovely breeze, it's a hounding wind. Could knock a man to his knees!" Love that song.

I'm quirky, silly, blunt, and broken. My days are sometimes too dark, and my nights are sometimes too long. I often trip over my own insecurities. I require attention, long for passion, and wish to be desired. I use music to speak when words fail me, even though words are as important to me as the air I breathe. I love hard and with all that I have... and even with my faults, I am worth loving.