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This necklace ❤️

This necklace ❤️

Fool me once, shame on you; fool me seventeen times, I’m a fucking idiot.

I can feel myself slowly but surely building back up the walls to my soul that you so easily tore down months ago. I am so in love with you, that this feeling of betrayal is literally unbearable. I would do anything in the world for you, but I refuse to compete for you. She had your heart first and I now fear that she still does..

…when you’re trying to take a picture with your dog but he starts licking himself and sticks his pawn in your mouth 😏

…when you’re trying to take a picture with your dog but he starts licking himself and sticks his pawn in your mouth 😏

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Nobody else will ever be able to save me if I’m not fighting as hard as I can to save myself. Cite Arrow Claudia Gray, Fateful (via a-thousand-words)

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1. Your skin may never be perfect, and that’s okay.

2. Life is too short not to have the underwear, the coffee, and the haircut you want.

3. Everyone (including your family, your coworkers, and your best friend) will talk about you behind your back, and you’ll talk about them too. It doesn’t mean you don’t love each other.

4. It’s okay to spend money on things that make you happy.

5. Sometimes without fault or reason, relationships deteriorate. It will happen when you’re six, it will happen when you’re sixty. That’s life.

Cite Arrow Five things I am trying very hard to accept  (via gott-hasst-uns-alle)

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This is how you lose her.

You lose her when you forget to remember the little things that mean the world to her: the sincerity in a stranger’s voice during a trip to the grocery, the delight of finding something lost or forgotten like a sticker from when she was five, the selflessness of a child giving a part of his meal to another, the scent of new books in the store, the surprise short but honest notes she tucks in her journal and others you could only see if you look closely.

You must remember when she forgets.

You lose her when you don’t notice that she notices everything about you: your use of the proper punctuation that tells her continuation rather than finality, your silence when you’re about to ask a question but you think anything you’re about to say to her would be silly, your mindless humming when it is too quiet, your handwriting when you sign your name in blank sheets of paper, your muted laughter when you are trying to be polite, and more and more of what you are, which you don’t even know about yourself, because she pays attention.

She remembers when you forget.

You lose her for every second you make her feel less and less of the beauty that she is. When you make her feel that she is replaceable. She wants to feel cherished. When you make her feel that you are fleeting. She wants you to stay. When you make her feel inadequate. She wants to know that she is enough and she does not need to change for you, nor for anyone else because she is she and she is beautiful, kind and good.

You must learn her.

You must know the reason why she is silent. You must trace her weakest spots. You must write to her. You must remind her that you are there. You must know how long it takes for her to give up. You must be there to hold her when she is about to.

You must love her because many have tried and failed. And she wants to know that she is worthy to be loved, that she is worthy to be kept.

And, this is how you keep her

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