when i was around 5 i asked my mom why “some people were different colors” and she said “because god wanted lots of flavors” and let me tell you that was the wrong thing to say because for the next 3 years i thought god ate people when they died
“I won’t beg someone to love me. I learned long ago that there is no use in hopeless pleas of trying to make someone stay. I am too good to chase someone who does not know my worth and I am too wild to keep waiting for someone who doesn’t acknowledge my value. I want to be loved unconditionally. I shouldn’t have to fight so hard for it. I do not have the time to prove to someone that I am worth it. I shouldn’t have to prove any of that; I am worth more than that.”—Ming D. Liu, A Story A Day #138 (via mariahm00n)
“Hearing how much he wants to see you, is probably one of the most reassuring things he could do.
Its amazing to feel you haven’t given up. Not yet. And if you haven’t, theres no way in hell I’m about to.”—(via xthrough-struggle-to-the-starsx)