I wonder if sometimes the person we’re meant to be with is exactly the opposite of the person we imagined we’d be with?
if God grants us the desires of our heart…how does that work if our heart is deceitful above all things?
How would we know what we want?
Maybe the meaning is more broad and simplistic.
(Source: bindersfullofwomen)
You’re everything I didn’t even know I was looking for…
I actually don’t like anyone.
Imagine that.
Why is it so hard for me to realize that the right guy won’t treat me like shit?
It’s not that difficult of a concept.
You seem so far away.
You called last night. But it didn’t feel the same.
It was too distant.
We don’t have much in common anymore.
Except our passion for each other…if that even still exists…
I guess I still have those days…
those days where I’m not immune to thinking about you.
I hate it.
I’m up at 3:30, crying, and I have to teach full-time tomorrow at 7:30 a.m…
Photographs are beautiful because they represent a moment in time, and that moment in time always stays the same. They never change, while people do.
When your ex looks NOTHING like you remember him….
And he doesn’t look happy…
Both are really sad.
Kind of destroys the illusion that he’d stay the same. How can someone look so different?
I’ll always prefer my mental image.
