“Putting down his game controller, he turns to his friend, “You know, if she and I were still together, she would be mad at me for playing too much games instead of talking to her.” “And truth be told,” he continues, “I actually love it when she gets mad.” “What are you, a masochist?” “No, it’s not like that.” He replies to his friend, “She used to get mad at me a lot over the smallest things, and it was frustrating. But that’s what I miss the most about her right now because now I know that she was mad for one goddamned reason.” He pauses his sentence as he runs his fingers over the watch on his wrist that was given to him by her on his birthday, “And the reason was, she cared. She was mad only because she cared.””— Lukas W. // Forgotten Words #240 // Used to care
sometimes u need a little alone time to re-build urself and remember who the fuck you are and that’s okay
if you’re meant to be with someone, it will work out. whether it’s next month or in five years, what’s meant to be will always be
People think that intimacy is about sex. But intimacy is about truth. When you realize you can tell someone your truth, when you can show yourself to them, when you stand in front of them and their response is “you’re safe with me” - that’s intimacy.
The Seven Husbands Of Evelyn Hugo