Dad’s health is declining. It’s becoming more and more painfully obvious. I reached out to my ex boyfriend, who has lost his own father. He’s seen so much in the last five years. He was even there when dad was in the hospital and we thought we were going to lose him. It’s a touchy (and private) subject, but he was the one person who knew everything.

I told him I was waving a white flag. I just needed to vent. Needed support.

I just got silence. Surprise, surprise.

Most people do not listen with the intent to understand; they listen with the intent to reply.

and for the first time, what’s past is past.

and for the first time, what’s past is past.

When was the last time someone ran their fingers through the knots of your soul?

There are just a lot of changes happening all at once for me right now and I’m really overwhelmed but excited but scared but hopeful but exhausted.

I remember when I was younger and I wanted to be beautiful; now I’m older and I want to be intelligent. I want to burn hearts with brilliance and engulf souls with compassion. I want to be loved for my thoughts and nothing else.

(Source: dragonsmagick)

T H E   S I M S

Inspired by: (X)

(Source: no-puppy-eyes)

I don’t have a fear of commitment. I have a fear of abandonment. We all screw things up. I screw things up, especially with people I love. I get needy, I get moody, I get distant, I want to be close, I get confused. I don’t understand all of it, but I keep pushing because I hope this thing, this universe, there’s no way that I’m the only person out there who wants something this bad, if I want it, someone else out there must too.

4:30. Sitting at my gate. Flying was so exciting before. Now it just sucks.

I know I’ll be alright. I just want to bitch a little right now.

We both cried. Laugh. Talked.
I’m so in love. It’s insane.

I’m not drunk. I’m not in love.

It’s all about falling in love with yourself and sharing that love with someone who appreciates you, rather than looking for love to compensate for a self love deficit.