you don’t love me. you love that you have a hold over me. you love that you can treat me however you like and i’ll always let you come back. you love that i’ll always forgive you and make excuses for the horrible words you said to me, and the abuse you threw at me. you love to make me feel like shit but that ill make you feel better when you need someone to. you love that, you don’t love me. so fuck you. find someone else to let you love them like a piece of shit.

Why do you put your self esteem in the hands of complete strangers?

Helena Bonham Carter (via qoldlush)

this is really powerful. wow.

(via bright—ness)

(Source: splitterherzen)

After five long years of misery and anticipation, he’s finally here. I can’t believe that my one true love is back home with me for a week. So far it has been nothing less than perfect, I am so beyond lucky to have such a great guy to be in love with. We pulled an all nighter, looked at the stars, watched the subset, he cooked me breakfast and surprised me with a gift while we were shopping and I was trying on dresses. I honestly don’t know if I’m gonna be able to stand another goodbye, but as for now I’m cherishing every moment we spend together, falling even more in love with the man of my dreams.