ShareeL'Wright

I’ve spent my night reading your letters & question my relationship. I love you always.

in my life: to think i once was so in love with someone that hurt me more times...

to think i once was so in love with someone that hurt me more times than i can count. i look back at all the obnoxious posts about how we would be together forever and always… and it makes me want to barf. i feel bad for all the people that had to listen to me talk about how great we were. it was…

You can’t have a best friend of the opposite sex if you’re in a serious relationship

It just doesn’t work.

(via lostinthesounds)

(Source: staypozitive, via screwsjustfall0ut)

(via screwsjustfall0ut)

“But sometimes we get sad about things and we don’t like to tell other people that we are sad about them. We like to keep it a secret. Or sometimes we are sad but we don’t really know we are sad. So we say we aren’t sad. But really we are.”

— The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time, Mark Haddon (via veilles)

(Source: corsieur, via lisalewuvskidcudi)

Tonight it’s soft tears

But these tears hurt.
They fall down slowly, and each drop slides off my face dampening the shoulder of your bass pro shirt I’m wearing.
Memories sweep through my mind like dust during a harvest wind.
They collect around the plants of my progress.
I love you.

(via lostinthesounds)

(via screwsjustfall0ut)

(Source: that-nycali-swagg, via canofdice)

“When you love someone, there’s a pattern to the way you come together. You might not even realize it, but your bodies are choreographed: a touch on the hip, a stroke of the hair. A staccato kiss, break away, a longer one. It’s a routine, but not in the boring sense of the word. It’s just the way you’ve learned to fit.”

— 19 Minutes by Jodi Picoult (via Confuzzzled)

(Source: quote-book)

Call me judgemental but if you do drugs we can’t hangout. Spent the last four months turning my life around

(Source: lovequotesrus, via screwsjustfall0ut)

I chalk love up to being a jump from a cliff.

When you fall in love, your stomach is instantaneously occupied by wind.. That’s why they call it falling in love.. Because of the physical sensation one feels because of the emotion. It’s wonderful.. the falling part, and it’s only frightening at first right? Because after allowing yourself to jump, you’re fully aware that there’s no returning to point A without some strenuous effort. And you don’t control how you fall, or how fast you fall…

In the same sense, you aren’t capable of controlling where you land. On your feet.. your face, your hands and knees. Jumping off a cliff is dangerous, and so is loving someone. Regardless of what you believe, you choose who you let in.. just as you choose when you jump..

Falling doesn’t hurt. It’s the landing that does. The landing is different every time, just as every time you fall for someone, you hurt differently. Recovery is also different. Depending on the damage of the landing is how long it will take you to recover.

Cliff-divers tend to jump off a cliff more than once. They don’t stop after one jump, or an injury. And as humans, it’s your destiny to jump many times too.

Fall time and time again, love again and again. Because you’ll always be able to recover.