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I wonder if love is like running.

You run. You get injured. You ice that wound, let it rest. When it stops hurting, you get back up and run again. Why? Because you love running, and a bump in the road doesn’t change that. Quotes often tell us that when you run and fall, you just stand back up again and keep on going.

That’s the optimist’s view.

But realistically, it’s not like that.

Getting reinjured too many times leaves a permanent scar - a wound, worse than the first time you got it, that never goes away. 

So how do you know when to just give up on running? When you’ve failed and gotten up repeatedly, when do you stop? When do you realize that the injury isn’t going to heal, and that if you want to walk for the rest of your life, it’d be better to just stop?

Blah ):


Anonymous asked: I'll get you a bouquet of blue sparkling roses and a card with a drawing of me and you in a whole new world. (:

okaaaay :) sign and date that card!






Fall in love?

I wonder.

Are you supposed to gradually fall in love?

Or are you supposed to know right away?

If at the moment you know that person’s not the one, do you keep trying it until he or she is? How do you know when to stop?

Hm :3


Anonymous asked: I'll get you blue roses. (:

Yaaay :)

Make sure you have a card with your name.

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“I always knew looking back on tears would make me laugh, but I never knew looking back on laughs would make me cry.”

…stumbled across the saddest quote ever T.T…







“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”

Reblogged from myself, because I’m constantly thinking of this quote.



Anonymous asked: What's your favorite color? (:

blue.



ToT

ToT




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Thank you 




LIFE.

LIFE.



Anonymous asked: I should give you flowers. (:

Awww… :’O how sweet. :)



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