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You will be okay. In fact, you’ll be better than okay. Fate has a strange way of breaking things and putting the pieces back together to create something even more beautiful.

Nothing - The Script

“7 years and I’m waiting for nothing.” 

I’m not crying because you’re gone or you don’t love me anything. Nothing to do with that, I’m crying because I’m such an idiot.

Because I love you still even if you don’t anymore. That’s what is killing me.

I force myself to stop looking for you these days because we’re not meant to be friends but we can’t be together.

I’m not as great as people thought.

I only met one other girl aside from Alaine that I could really envision a future with. Don’t get it twisted though, no one ever comes close to my first love but she was pretty fuckin’ close.

I met her through an ask she sent me telling me to feel better about my situation with an (now ex) girlfriend. We started talking and she was very closed up and heavily guarded. One night she finally confided to me very vaguely about another dude fucked her over, from that moment I started writing her letters. We wrote letters to each other every time we logged on, once a day. I told her I would write letters to her until she felt better and she told me, “Then I hope I never feel better.” We fought like a married couple, we made up like one too. We argued about marriage, not between us, just in general. She was against it and I told her that she shouldn’t put off the thought. We fought about abortion and I was pro-life, and she was for it under reasonable circumstances. We butt heads everywhere but we worked, we still fit. She would always correct my grammar. I bet if she read this right now she would just tear me up. I never failed to see ** in our conversation. She called me oobs, I called her princess. Now, how we ended up there, I’m not sure but I was into it.

I ended up falling for her and still had a girlfriend. I still made promises like if we were 30 and not married, I wanted to marry her. Even if my relationship was going down hill, I should have known better but I didn’t. I thought I could have my cake and eat it too.

Of course I got caught and how damaged I look to her now, I understand her. We were soul mates, we were extremely good friends, she was someone I always needed and I fucked her over because I’m selfish. I let someone good slip, because I’m a fucking asshole who doesn’t know someone good. I would prefer to stay committed to a relationship that is failing than to just leave and love this girl whole heartedly.

I definitely fucked up. I’m sorry I was so selfish and never considered how much you did like me during that time. You are right, I lost an incredible woman because I’m an idiot. I’m sorry for doing that, I lost such an amazing friend.

I feel that you’re so beautiful that your name should be engraved in the stars and every single time I look up, I’ll be reminded of you. You’re like a star. It feels like you’re so close to me but in reality, you’re billions of miles away. I look up and I see you but the reality of it is, you left before I even came. You shine and in reality, this light went out long ago. You’re remarkable, marvelous and whether you’re there or you aren’t, you’re still beautiful, intriguing. You’re still the light in my night sky.

Due to high sulfur levels, inhabitants of the Izu Islands had to wear gas masks to survive. What results? Some of the scariest wedding photos ever.

(Source: alexjrogers, via daantonio)

(via fatedtobehated)

One day, I’ll marry you.

Have ever looked at someone like that?

To see their face and just know this who you will wake up next to for the rest of your life, take those hideous family portraits where you all look normal. You see their face and think “We’ll travel the world together.”

There has never been a day where I thought she wasn’t beautiful. She could be in her sweat pants and just rolled out of bed, dolled up to go out with the girls, and she’s still drop dead gorgeous to me. Whether her hair is tied up or curled and well done. I feel that the way we click and the way we are when all is well, I can’t get tired of her. We talk and I could go on for fucking days just talking and never running out of anything to say. I feel that I could wake up next to her and love my life just because home would always be where she is.

Although sometimes it feels like she gave up, I just can’t let go of her. We’ll always have something for each other and I hope I marry her, you know? How lucky is anyone to meet someone absolutely wonderful.