I want so bad to be able to read your mind, but then again your mystery is so attractive. I used to know you like the back of my hand. But now the tables have turned and I don’t know where to begin. We used to cut up and hang out all the time, and now that things are different…It’s like i’m hanging out with a different person. It’s still you, but now you make me nervous. I want to tell you everything, I want to be completely honest with you…but I don’t know how. I used to be your go-to girl when you needed to talk about other girls. Am I that other girl now?
I don’t know if I could stand another hand upon you
All I know is that I should.
Dont forget me, I beg.
I’ll remember, you said.
Sometimes it lasts in love
But sometimes it hurts instead.
You are the content of your character. You are the ambitions that drive you. You are the goals that you set. You are the things that you laugh at and the words that you say. You are the thoughts you think and the things you wonder. You are beautiful and desirable not for the clique you attend, but for the spark of life within you that compels you to make your life a full and meaningful one. You are beautiful not for the shape of the vessel, but for the volume of the soul it carries.” —Boyghost: This again.(via nancylicious)(via sexisbeautiful)