He is my home, but I’m not his.
- I’d give anything for you to feel the same.
i hope u find someone that mindlessly plays with your hands and lightly strokes your legs and massages your back and plays with your hair and i hope that u feel like you’re home when u look at them
Learn to say ‘no’ without explaining yourself.
You wear strength so well, I forget that you have to take it off at the end of the day; still feeling the marks that it leaves on your soul.
How many people can you claim truly care about you? I mean, not just the people in your life who are fun to hang out with, not just the people who you love and trust. But people who feel good when you are happy and successful, feel bad when you are hurt or going through a hard time, people who would walk away from their lives for a little while to help you with yours?
― Lisa Unger, Beautiful Lies (via lonelyjapan)