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“way back then, you set fire to my soul
it was pure bliss, the feeling couldn’t get old
wrapped up in each others arms and hearts,
thought it was the last of my “fresh new starts”
lust. love. desire. passion.
looking back now, those memories are flashing
cause our love started fleeting. what we had is now gone.
something that once felt so right now only feels wrong
though we were young, those feelings were so true.
you started changing. i didn’t like the “new you”
because i cried for you too many times,
would have died for you, despite all those lies.
you’ve been gone three months. your ghost still remains.
left me with these memories and a whole lot of pain.
those time with you i will forever cherish
but you’re different now, so our love must perish.”
- anonymous
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The Fur
Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let the pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness. Take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree, you still believe it to be a beautiful place.
(Source: iwrotethisforyou.me)
"I can’t remember what it felt like to be in love with you. I just know that something’s missing."
The Time
Times will be tough like old leather and gravel roads occasionally. Times will be easy, like Sunday morning, every now and then. What you do during these times will define you as a person and a human being. Your humanity towards others, your will to make the world a better place for you and those around you and your identity as a citizen of the world. All these things count.
"Just because a love can’t last doesn’t mean it wasn’t real, that it didn’t change you. You can’t go back, you won’t stay the same but I promise that one day, you won’t even want to."
Anaïs Escobar, You’ve Escaped: Love Notebook #9
(via quotewhore)
(via quotewhore)
(Source: acupofpositivitea)
(via soulhunting)
“Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being “in love” which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.”
-St. Augustine
“aiming and it sunk and we were drunk and we had fleshed it outnose up in the globes, you never know if you are passing outno it wasn’t maiden-up, the falling or the faded luckhung up in the ivory, both were climbing for a finer causelove can hardly leave the roomwith your heart.”
i can read (clipped to polyvore.com)
Mental pain is less dramatic than physical pain, but it is more common and also more hard to bear. The frequent attempt to conceal mental pain increases the burden: it is easier to say “My tooth is aching” than to say “My heart is broken”. -C.S. Lewis
"How many times have you tried to talk to someone about something that matters to you, tried to get them to see it the way you do? And how many of those times have ended with you feeling bitter, resenting them for making you feel like your pain doesn’t have any substance after all? Like when you’ve split up with someone, and you try to communicate the way you feel, because you need to say the words, need to feel that somebody understands just how pissed off and frightened you feel. The problem is, they never do. “Plenty more fish in the sea,” they’ll say, or “You’re better off without them,” or “Do you want some of these potato chips?” They never really understand, because they haven’t been there, every day, every hour. They don’t know the way things have been, the way that it’s made you, the way it has structured your world. They’ll never realise that someone who makes you feel bad may be the person you need most in the world. They don’t understand the history, the background, don’t know the pillars of memory that hold you up. Ultimately, they don’t know you well enough, and they never can. Everyone’s alone in their world, because everybody’s life is different. You can send people letters, and show them photos, but they can never come to visit where you live. Unless you love them. And then they can burn it down."
Michael Marshall Smith (Only Forward)
(Source: black-wolves, via mentalfornication)
