Just because things don’t work out, it doesn’t mean there aren’t other people you can’t love. Love is too big a thing for you to go without it in life.
Richelle Mead, Succubus Heat (via simply-quotes)
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Why allow all the old memories to have supremacy? Make new ones, memories of such luster and beauty that, should the old ones come back, they would be pallid and impotent in comparison.
Sherry Thomas, Tempting the Bride (via simply-quotes)
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Hope for love, pray for love, wish for love, dream for love…but don’t put your life on hold waiting for love.
Mandy Hale, The Single Woman (via simply-quotes)
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This boy has reintroduced the meaning of love into my life; and I love him dearly for that

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Reminds me of someone

Reminds me of someone

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High Off of Love; Drunk From the Hate

“You ever love somebody so much you can barely breathe when your with em? You meet and neither one of you even know what hit em, got that warm fuzzy feelin’ yeah them chills used to get em now you’re getting fucking sick of looking at em? You swear you never hit em never do nothing to hurt em now you’re in each other’s face spewing venom in your words when you spit em, you push pull each other’s hair scratch claw bit em throw em down pin em so lost in the moments when your in em, it’s the rage that took over it controls you both so they say it’s best to go your separate ways, guess that they don’t know ya cause today that was yesterday, yesterday is over it’s a different day, sound like broken records playin over but you promised her next time you’ll show restraint you don’t get another chance life is no nintendo game but you lied again now you get to watch her leave out the window guess that’s why it’s called a window pane”

“Now i know we said things, did things, that we didn’t mean, and we fall back into the same patterns same routine, but your tempers just as bad as mine is, you’re the same as me, but when it comes to love your just as blinded, baby Please come back it wasn’t you baby it was me, maybe our relationship isn’t as crazy as it seems, maybe that’s what happens when a tornado meets a volcano all i know is i love you too much to walk away though, come inside pick up your bags off the sidewalk, don’t you hear sincerity in my voice when i talk? told you this is my fault, look me in the eyeball next time i’m pissed i’ll aim my fist at the drywall next time there will be no next time, i apologize even though i know it’s lies, i’m tired of the games i just want her back i know i’m a liar if she ever tries to fucking leave again i’ma tie her to the bed and set this house on fire”

This isn’t what a relationship should look like.
"Maybe I’m a different breed
Maybe I’m not listening
So blame it on my A.D.D. baby”

Passion for Love

I miss it. Passion, true passion. Being so in love with someone you don’t even feel like you’re on earth anymore. You wake up smiling and you go to sleep smiling. Life is better because you feel this love. To have such a passion for this person, that losing them would be the worst thing that could ever happen in the world. And the passionate sex, the holding close, the slow movements, and the feeling of each others breath on each others skin. It’s not just sex, but it’s true passionate making love. the kind where you can tangle up with each other and feel each others heart beat and just thanking God in that moment for bringing the two of you together to share the crazy mad love that you have. to know that you’re perfect to someone, that you can make someones life that much better just by loving them with all you have. being able to let down every guard, wall, fear, and insecurity you have, having complete comfort with this person because they are your best friend. i miss that so much. i’d go through the rejection, the pain, the misery, the loneliness, just to feel all that again. just to feel wanted, needed, loved. i want to be that person that girls are jealous of because i’m so incredibly happy. i had that once, and being in love is the greatest emotion and experience anyone can ever have. that’s why people kill for it, die for it, live for it, breathe for it. yeah everyone gets educated to have a successful life, but a truly successful life is finding the one you love and being with them forever. i’d rather be homeless and with the one i’d give my everything to then ridiculously rich and alone. true happiness comes with love, along with true pain, but the pain is worth having, because the happiness is so addicting that you would go through anything and everything imaginable just to feel the ecstasy of it. it’s better than any drug, any experience, any memory. it’s so pure and real that you wonder how you ever survived without it. it changes you, it makes you better, it frees you. i just want to feel that again. i want to be free