“Come over and teach me the art of leaving without having to leave parts of myself behind. Come and help me master the ways of letting go without ever dying night after night when every soul is fast asleep. Come over, and teach me the art of saying goodbye.”
always remember that love will always come back to u. in a different form, different person, different hobby, different touch. but in any way, love will always come back.
“When it comes to men who are romantically interested in you, it’s really simple. Just ignore everything they say and only pay attention to what they do.”
I think the saddest thing about adult/working life is that you’re forced to spend your days around people you barely like or care about, but you have such little time left for the ones you really love. You see your shitty co-workers all day every day but your best friend and your family and your lover get the tired, deflated, de-energised scraps of you at the end of the day/week.
