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(Source: summerunicornzz)
I am afraid, mademoiselle, that you are a walking contradiction and I find that rather fascinating.
Why…
…do guys pursue for a short time only to end up telling you they’re not ready to date? Don’t start something you can’t finish!
Seriously this has happened 3 times in a row now. Trying very hard not to be discouraged. Please, God, can I find out what good will come of this sometime soon?
I’m not exactly angry with these guys, things happen and people make mistakes. Also, I’m not innocent by any means. But do they know they were leading me and my heart along? Slowly but surely, getting my hopes up. Well, that brings up the point of my responsibility of not getting attached. I try, oh I try. Which is why I’m not grieving or wallowing or anything silly like that. These were not relationships of any level or even technically dating, just entertaining the prospect so there’s not much lost technically. But my heart doesn’t do well with “technically.”
I’m certainly okay emotionally and still just as secure being single and whatnot. However, I can’t help but be a bit peeved at the repetitiveness of this occurrence, is all. Does it seem a bit strange or is it just me?
Thank you, few followers, for letting me rant.
If I can quote You’ve Got Mail, “I don’t really want an answer. I just want to send this cosmic question out into the void. So good night, dear void.”
That is only partly true. I’m indifferent to someone answering this. I just meant… I like the ability to send out my questions in the somewhat anonymous world of Tumblr. Because it feels nice sometimes.
But you can’t give your heart to a wild thing: the more you do the stronger they get. Until they’re strong enough to run into the woods. Or fly into a tree. Then a taller tree. Then the sky. That’s how you’ll end up, Mr. Bell. If you let yourself love a wild thing. You’ll end up looking at the sky.
Taking a train to NY to do this one day. And many other things, but this just looks so peaceful.
(Source: dreamsbyviri)
The mean reds. True.
Missin the city.
(Source: thingsmakemehappy)
You can always tell what a man thinks of you by the earrings he gives you
