“One day, whether you are 14, 28 or 65 you will stumble upon someone who will start a fire in you that cannot die. However, the saddest, most awful truth you will ever come to find-- is they are not always with whom we spend our lives. — The Awful Truth
The advice I’ve always been given is to see the world for all it has to offer before I settle down, though I never understood it. I cannot imagine seeing foreign places and cities without you in them, I want to be adventurers together, create one story to tell our children, I want to cover the entirety of the earth in two pairs of footsteps. — Beau taplin, Wanderlove
Listen to me, your body is not a temple. Temples can be destroyed and desecrated. Your body is a forest—thick canopies of maple trees and sweet scented wildflowers sprouting in the under wood. You will grow back, over and over, no matter how badly you are devastated. — Beau Taplin
The one thing I know for sure is that feelings are rarely mutual, so when they are, drop everything, forget belongings and expectations, forget the games, the two days between texts, the hard to gets because this is it, this is what the entire world is after and you’ve stumbled upon it by chance, by accident––so take a deep breath, take a step forward, now run, collide like planets in the system of a dying sun, embrace each other with both arms and let all the rules, the opinions and common sense crash down around you. Because this is love kid, and it’s all yours.
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July 8, 2015 10:27am EDT
It’s incredible how alone one person’s absence can make you feel. I could be in a room surrounded by all my friends and family, but without you I might as well be standing on the surface of the moon. — Beau taplin, Moon Landing
this format was made by partie! please only use this for your QUOTES on WITTYPROFILES.COM and do not remove ANY part of the credit; that includes this credit right here and any credit that follows (c) partie There was something tremendously powerful about her. Like the sea it never mattered whether she was still and serene or in the throes of a storm, there was always a danger of drowning.
I know we needed some time apart, a little space to reevaluate what we’re looking for, and should we ever find our way back to each other I know we’ll be better for it. Still, I miss you. And most of the time I think it would be better to be fools together, than sensible without you.
He leaves. You take a long shower, try to wash him out, between the fingers, your neck and your bottom lip, you watch it all spin down the drain. You step out, towel off, and for a moment you think it's all going to be okay, the worst of it is through. Then the sickening truth: he's still there, everywhere, it still fxcking hurts.