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Recovered/Recovering

Falling more in love with who I am everyday

Taken by my best pal, Marcus Bearfield; 5.23.14 ♥
"Sometimes you end up never speaking to someone who meant the world to you again. And that’s okay. You cope and you survive. Don’t let your losses keep you back from new gains.”
— I wish someone had told me this when I was hurting, y.g. (via imtiredofbeingsosad)
"I began to realize how important it was to be an enthusiast in life. If you are interested in something, no matter what it is, go at it full speed ahead. Embrace it with both arms, hug it, love it and above all become passionate about it. Lukewarm is no good.”
— Roald Dahl (via beatboxgoesthump)

pulpdrinker:

sex tip!! when he puts it in, yell ‘what are u doing in my swamp’

"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 mrsfscottfitzgerald)
"You don’t know how deeply you are intertwined with someone until you try to walk away from them.”
m.l.  (via impf)
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My friend once told me
she liked this guy because of his hands
And I found it absurd that anyone
would develop feelings over one feature,
and not care about the rest

It wasn’t until you used your hands
to cup the back of my neck the first time we kissed
and I could feel your firm grasp pull me closer,
and my insides exploded
and my head buzzed with bliss.

And the first night you slept over,
you fell asleep with your hand
laid over my stomach
and your fingers felt like a fire
that I didn’t mind burning my skin.

The first time we got drunk,
was the first time you played with my hair,
and my god I was hooked,
I’d drink forever if it meant you’d never stop.

And in public you’d hold my hand,
and rub your thumb in little circles
that left me wanting you more,
no matter what you would never let me go,
I was glued to you,
and I honestly didn’t mind

When we talked about breaking up,
you saw my lips quiver with fear,
and you brushed over my lips with your fingers
before pulling me into your lap
and you kissed me like never before.
With your hands on my hips
pulling me so close to you,
leaving no space in between us.
It was then I realized I never wanted you to go

Its now that,
I finally understand why hands
were the only feature that mattered

Hands: Carol Shlyakhova (via emtc)
"I like you because I can never stay mad at you, I can’t stand not talking to you and I can’t stand the thought of losing you.”
— (via fearlessknightsandfairytales)
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