It’s possible; And I want to show people just how possible it is. I want to experience it to confirm that it really happens and it can be successful and it will truly either make you or break you. I want to build it and mold it and make it my own- our own. I want to cry through it and fight for it, but not too much though because it should be more positive than negative. And crying and fighting are more negative than positive. I’ll hurt, but everyone hurts.
I want to experience the hope, the joy, the happiness, the love. I don’t want to question it nor do I want to doubt it. I want it. The truth, the struggle, and the guarantee. The promise, I want it… I’ll put in the extra hours and the sleepless nights, it all comes with the territory. But out of all these things I want, I don’t really know what it is I want. Out of the ups and downs and ins and outs I just want it to be blessed…… I want it. One way or another. I want it.
- “I have something to tell you,” he says.
- I run my fingers along the tendons in his hand and look back at him.
- “I might be in love with you.” He smiles a little. “I’m waiting until I’m sure to tell you, though.”
- “That’s sensible of you,” I say, smiling too. “We should find some paper so you can make a list or a
- chart or something.”
- I feel his laughter against my side, his nose sliding along my jaw, his lips pressing behind my ear.
- “Maybe I’m already sure,” he says, “and I just don’t want to frighten you.”
- I laugh a little. “Then you should know better.”
- “Fine,” he says. “Then I love you.”
- Divergent- Tobias and Beatrice
It’s raining and all I want is a sweet text from you. I’m not doubting it can happen, us getting great and all, we just aren’t on that level yet where you text me an encouraging message because you sensed I needed a word from you… I tend to rush situations and want things to go at my pace so letting go and giving most of the control to someone else is new to me. But I really want this… is it too early to say I really want you?? I like how things are going, with the potential to turn into something amazing. My dreams could come true or you could show me a world I never dreamed I would experience, but I won’t say that. I dare not put myself down and shortchange myself again. I won’t pass up another opportunity because I’m afraid. Fear has held me back from a lot of great things. Fear has made me very defensive, unintentionally pushing people away that were only trying to help. I can’t live in fear any longer. I have to step forward in faith and have the courage to move on. I just pray you’re there to move forward with me…
You look at me
with disappointment in your eyes
but i warned you
from the start
i really am not
f.a (via lineared)
Is this not what I was JUST ranting about on Twitter?!
It was a 14th or 15th birthday party for a former friend… a house party. No lights, tons of pizzas and loud boisterous music. Of course there was tension because you had a room no bigger than your average family room full of hormone-driven teenagers; Rival “gang” members accompanied by their somewhat intimidating girlfriends mixed in with the kids that just felt honored to have been invited. Before we knew it the tension boils over and a small fight tries to take over the party. As the fight gains more hype I looked around to see a trend of guys pushing nearby girls behind them to shelter them from the incident taking place directly in the center of the room. Somehow, through all the chaos that had ensued, I felt like the only girl in a room full of 50 people. Right then, in the heat of that moment, I was anticipating being brushed behind somebody, anybody. I almost ejected myself closer to the fight in order to not be missed by a guy who needed someone to protect… but as I stood there by myself I realized that I wasnt going to be saved. I wasnt going to be pressed against a wall with arms blocking me from getting shoved. In that very instant I figured out that no one was going to step up and protect me. Since then that’s what I’ve longed for, dreamed of, prayed for. For someone to come to my defense… But no one has stepped in front of me to block the stones that are constantly thrown at me. A sense of protection is the one thing I lack in life. Because I wasnt protected that night I’ve since felt compelled to always defend myself no matter what. Which is what I should do regardless but I tend to not let others who are worthy do that for me… So as I continue to go through this time of transformation in life I have to learn to let go and allow others to come in as my protectors, as my shield. Maybe that’s the one thing that brings my relationships down- but I promise I won’t let it ruin any other situations from this point on.