It’s not hard to be perfect.
Lying in bed; our bodies fit like a jigsaw puzzle. Our lips interlock with the perfect combination of soft and moist. Our fingers lace together with a beautiful kind of intricacy. We don’t need to talk. There’s a stronger sense of intimacy when the only sound is that of your slightly out of sync breathing.
We’re told that we’re perfect. We don’t fight. We’re always happy. We’ve been together, it seems I can say now, for ‘years’. People congratulate us on our ‘hard work’, and our ‘efforts’. But it hasn’t been a difficult feat. It’s been beautiful.
It’s not a hassle to appreciate him. I don’t feel obliged to do anything. I want to. I make him breakfast. I cook him lunch. I rub his neck. I tell him he’s gorgeous. It’s not a hassle. It’s not an obligation. I only do what I want to do. He only does what he wants to do. Sometimes we have to make compromises, of course. We don’t like the same movies, for example, but some things you need to accept.
I don’t know whether we are destined to be together. I don’t know whether the stars aligned that day and said we would enjoy these two years, one month and eleven days as we have, and hopefully the future. I do know that love shouldn’t be difficult to cultivate. It should be fun and satisfying, it should be unique and magnificent.
Don’t fight for something thats not going to be beautiful. Don’t try to make something beautiful if it only ever hurts you.
Don’t shrug off your unhappiness, it’s the signal to your needs, your wants and desires. It will only hurt more to file away the scars without letting them heal.
Methods
I’ve done 43 Exams for these two. LET’S TEAR THIS SHIT UP!
From what I heard from other methods-doers, I hear the exam could not be torn up.
Fresh haircut, never have to look at math again, omg so long since i had an actual fringe. Oh and also FUCK YES NO MATH
I like it :)
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO AN AMAZING GIRL
Happy Birthday Tina! :)
(You weren’t on MSN, and I didn’t see you today, and I didn’t want to text you, so I decided to post on Tumblr)
love you :) You’re an amazing person Tee-la. :)
Couple photos.
I think my favourite couple photos are the ones where you can see the two of them smiling so hard, like nothing else in the world makes them happier. None of those sunset, cuddles or kisses. None of the “cute”, “trendy” ones with the matching hats and jerseys. It’s the ones capture the pure bliss and joy between two friends, people who have a good time together, between two people who love each other.
I wish I had couple photos…. like these ones you speak of. But no one is ever there to capture the happy moments like that, because our happy moments are best enjoyed in the comfort of our own time. But it’s okay, I don’t need photos to remind me why I love him, because he reminds me everyday.
It’s been ages since I wore shorts so I decided to dig some up. Yeah… I don’t wear them the same way I used to though. I still think I like them though.
sure they’re not Jen’s? Haha. They look SUPER tight….and you’re SUPER small… so they must be SUPER DUPER tight….
A day in the life of a girl without a face
She curls up at night. Hurt by what she loves most. Hurt by what she fears will bring her down. She’s strong in the face of other’s pain. She can fight it for them. But she struggles to fight her own.
The morning comes, and her eyes glisten with hidden tears as she laughs; pretends to be happy. She tries so hard to hide her feelings, to hide herself. So, she isn’t real. She’s been manipulated. Her thoughts are wrong, her feelings are bad, her needs are unnecessary desires, she’s greedy and selfish. But that’s all a lie. Her heart aches because she’s been fed lies, her soul burns because she is denying herself the right to be herself.
“Don’t be brought down by other’s failings. Don’t be belittled by other’s unrealistic desires. Don’t punish yourself for not attaining the unattainable.” She hears, ‘what’s the point?’ she thinks, and keeps on hiding.
The daylight flees, and the night sets in, bringing with it, reality. It hurts again, the lies re-voiced, the memories flashing through her mind. The tears that have been bottled up all day break free. And the cycle starts again.
It’s self awareness that hurts the most. The realisation that you are living behind a veil that only comes off when you’re alone. It hurts to be alone in the world, but unfortunately there’s no set solution. No one can tell you how to fix your problems. Only you can, and even then, you can only really try. Advice and offerings are all good and well, but some battles you need to fight alone. Those battles are the ones you come out of the best.
Keep fighting until you come out on top. Fight to win, until you win.
Do you think it’s true? I’m a scorpio.
(Source: lovesexzodiac, via 321reload)
Some people…
…need to consider that when they’re in a class of 16 or so people, and they’re being rude and screaming and giggling, and they are told by the teacher to move seats or whatever, it isn’t funny to giggle more and say ‘but miss! what did I do wrong!?’ when you KNOW what you did wrong, and it’s not even that it’s for the better of the wrongdoers education that they be removed from the situation causing chaos, but rather, for the better of those in the class who do NOT appreciate their giggling, screaming, rudeness and flatulence. If only my maths and english classes understood this.
He’s 8145 km away, I miss him, on a scale of not at all to heaps - I only miss him lots, so I don’t miss him that much, I could miss him more, I will eventually, but not yet, it’s only been 3 days, and I’ve gone that long without seeing him before - but knowing I won’t see him for a month speeds up the process of missing him none to missing him heaps… I’m very bored without him, and need stuff to do, so I made this diagram. 
By next week I shall be missing him “HEAPS”, it’s a progressive thing.
I don’t understand
I don’t quite understand the girls who complain about their boyfriends and don’t even think they like them anymore, and yet, they continue to date them because other they’ll have just wasted 2 and a half years of their life… isn’t it wasting MORE of your life dating them just because you’ve been with them ‘for-like-ever’?
for-like-ever? Oh the rare occasion when you talk like that scares me.
hahaha, i’m quoting them. They said “I can’t just break up with him, you know? I’ve been with him for-like-ever!”
I don’t understand
I don’t quite understand the girls who complain about their boyfriends and don’t even think they like them anymore, and yet, they continue to date them because other they’ll have just wasted 2 and a half years of their life… isn’t it wasting MORE of your life dating them just because you’ve been with them ‘for-like-ever’?
