Throw me to the wolves and I’ll return leading the pack. 👊
Same as guys like bitch*s? Hmmm.. 😉 #realtalk
She wants to be needed. She wants to be desired. Along the way, she believes she didn’t exists. That no one ever noticed her. She walks straight ahead without bumping into someone who’s willing to spend a glance to her. Tired of waiting, her mindset changes. Her hopes and faith started to disappear. That made her worried because she didn’t want to not care. They may see her as a strong one but inside, she’s fragile. She’s afraid, too afraid to walk alone for the rest of her life. She just acts tough so that they don’t hurt her. It’s envitable, she knows. As much as possible she avoids it because she’s been there for how many times and it caused her pain. Pain that she didn’t want to feel anymore. “Could the tables be turned this time?” She asks herself. This time, she knows her worth. She knows what she deserves.
"Everybody has a secret world inside of them. I mean everybody. All of the people in the whole world, I mean everybody — no matter how dull and boring they are on the outside. Inside them they’ve all got unimaginable, magnificent, wonderful, stupid, amazing worlds… Not just one world. Hundreds of them. Thousands, maybe."
Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 5: A Game of You (via kushandwizdom)
"If I didn’t care, I wouldn’t have stuck around this long."
Never would I have imagined myself the sort of person who would get so wrapped up in a quest to win somebody who wasn’t mine — and from under the nose of someone like you, who didn’t deserve it.
One day, someone would get mad at me for skipping meals. He won’t go to bed knowing that I’m mad at him; instead, he would flood me with text messages or would desperately try to call me. He won’t leave me at home alone. He would ditch his friends just to be with me. He would immediately come over and comfort me whenever I tell him that I’m sad without any reason. He would always find time to talk to me no matter how tired or busy he is. He would give me flowers because he knows I love them. He would tell me he loves me and won’t give me any reason to doubt it.
And guess what? He won’t be you."
Almost actually means nothing. Girls, please get it through your head. Trust me I know, I’ve done this multiple times and you only get hurt. Every. Single. Time. And as much as you try to mask your feelings, it does not work. It only makes you beat yourself up inside. You all need to know that you are NEVER not good enough for anybody. So to my ladies with the “almost” boyfriends, do yourself a favor. Call them up right now, and drop them, because in the end those are not the guys that are worth your tears, time and sanity. Save it for somebody who cares, somebody like your real boyfriend.