i went into a whole foods and got to hear a woman arguing with a guy at the meat counter because she wanted grass fed organic chicken and he was desperately trying to explain to her that chickens don’t eat grass
when u make hot chocolate and take it out of te microwave and the handle is 2000 degrees i created u i gave u life why must u hurt me
nothing says hope quite like flowers growing through the cracks in concrete
i’m a strong believer that not everything you do needs an explanation. if you want a tattoo, get one. if you rather stay home that night, it’s okay to miss that party. don’t forget that you’re living for yourself. you don’t owe anyone an explanation for your choices or preferences.
To hell with them. Nothing hurts if you don’t let it.
My paradise is not missing you. I don’t want you back in my life. You’re gone from my morning and nights so why aren’t you gone from my heart? Why can I smell you on my clothes? Hear you on the street? Why do I see you in my dreams? Why do you haunt me? I gave you all of me, the best of me and you’ve left me with the pieces. With broken memories and empty promises. My paradise used to be kissing you. My paradise was you in my life. Now I’m empty and I cannot sleep. It’s not because you’re not with me it’s because you are always there. I watch you from afar living out your paradise, and I’m in hell because your paradise has not a trace of my broken heart in sight