I’m a ball of insecurity and need. Why do I always feel like people are going to leave me? Why? Because they do…Maybe I want too much from people. I don’t know…but I know I won’t live like this. One way or another.
Maybe I would have protected my heart from some things, but would that really have been better? To hold myself apart because I was too scared that something might not be forever.
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| — | Sarah Dessen, This Lullaby (via runawaytrain) |
I want to be the smile, the first thought, the long drive, the short walk, the last voice, the random call, the sweet dream, the perfect kiss, the comfort hug, the sparkle in your eye. I want to be everything you need, or simply just what you want. I want to be yours.
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| — | (via youmeandtheworld) (via absolutelyoung) |
