i'm done

The best things in life make you sweaty.

—Edgar Allan Poe (via hqlines)

The damage was permanent; there would always be scars. But even the angriest scars faded over time until it was difficult to see them written on the skin at all, and the only thing that remained was the memory of how painful it had been.

(Source: hqlines)

Its been quite long since I even saw you,
Long enough to fade you away from me.
But I still remember everything,
Its stored inside my memory.
This poem isn’t even half of what I’m going through right now,
I thought I’d get you back somehow.
It doesn’t make sense to me,
How does it take place to see,
I was down for you on my knees.
I’m trying to stop you from leaving,
I kept on pleading.
And you didn’t even listen,
All you ever thought of was just ‘ditch him’.
I’ve started to live like a recluse,
And this game has no excuse,
There’s isn’t any amuse,
That’s why I’m confused.
I really wish I’d expressed myself in a better way,
So you won’t even leave like you did the other day.
I expressed it for my own sake,
I never thought I’d be put to bake.
I’ve loved you like no one else can,
There is no other man,
Who will love you like I can.
Its true you know what people say,
You don’t realize the value of something until its gone.
But I am still not gone,
You’re the one whose wrong.
You still haven’t realized it,
Its a pity yet harsh thing to accept,
I just need once chance,
To show myself at a glance.
You complete what’s perfect,
There’s no one to neglect.
And for that I give you all of my respect.
According to you I probably write the worse verse,
And therefore I consider this gift as a curse.
When I’m done writing I try to write even more,
And sometimes even my tears pour.
For you I can write the biggest verse of all time,
But what’s the use if I can’t even rhyme for what’s mine?

(Source: hqlines)

What you’re supposed to do when you don’t like a thing is change it. If you can’t change it, change the way you think about it. Don’t complain.

(Source: kushandwizdom)

He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect for more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love hard when there is love to be had. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy that is perfect for you.

—Bob Marley (via kushandwizdom)