“Tell me. What is love like?” she whispers to him under the stars. He stares off before the words fell from his lips like embers. “Love. It’s like fire. It’s so beautiful to look at. It is wonderful to make and have… but if you aren’t careful it, then it will burn you. It will engulf your soul and leave nothing but dark ashes behind. Love is both a warm fire on a cold night and a terrifying wildfire when exploring. Beautiful from afar, but a horror when too close. I guess, simply put, love is something that with just enough distance could keep you warm and alive through the darkest winters in your life.” His voice drifted off into the darkness and she knew he hadn’t kept enough distance before. His dark eyes were ashes of a burning love. He had been burnt.
Excerpts from a book I’ll never write #55 (via perfectyoungloveblog)
When you’re little, night time is scary because there’s monsters hiding right under the bed. When you get older, the monsters are different: self doubt, loneliness, regret and though you may be older and wiser, you still find yourself afraid of the dark.
Meredith Grey (via greysstillslays)
And before I met him, I wanted to escape away from this crowded place— where people pretend to be anybody else— and be in a different universe, where no one has to know who I am, yet when he came and enclosed me in his arms, I wanted to stay wherever he is, suddenly I don’t want to live alone in this world anymore.
ma.c.a // Stars in your eyes, I felt alive (via vomitingwords)
You’re gonna meet one great girl in this life. And from the moment you meet her, you’ll know she’s trouble. She’s gonna be weird, she’s gonna have attitude. She’s gonna make you do things you haven’t done. She’ll make you see things, she’ll make you feel. You’re gonna love her against reason. But somewhere in the middle, she’s gonna get tired of everything. Don’t leave. Because if you do, I promise you, you’re gonna live every day of your life looking back and regretting why you never took the chance. Just stand by her, do not give up. Because you know.. You knew from the moment you met her…she’s worth it.
LA // excerpt from a book I’ll never write (via thoughtsofla)
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