‘unique’
He still loves without makeup on.
He still loves me even though my hair is everywhere in his house and it drives him crazy.
He still loves me even when I’m insecure.
He still loves me when I have food falling out of my mouth.
He still loves me when I’m acting crazy.
He still loves me when I steal the bed and covers.
He still loves me when I have a huge pimple.
He still loves me when I’m utterly unlovable.
I used to be scared that someone wouldn’t love me for all these parts.
Until he stumbled across my path.
And,
He still loves me.
Chapters from my life (via melindacarolinee)
And it crossed my mind once, to beg you to stay. To run to your house and fall to my knees and cry my heart out and ask you to take me back. But I know I could never do that. I am a proud person, and I do not beg.
Especially not for someone who doesn’t want me.
(via quotesndpoems)
The sharp pain of unrequited love invites the migraine in.
We Were Liars, E. Lockhart (via helplesslydreamingx)