And it’s not that you hurt me that is so hard for me right now; it’s more that I believed every word you said, and I thought you were different. I thought maybe, just maybe, you changed. I blocked everyone else out because I fell for the shit you said. But the hardest part isn’t any of that. It’s that I honestly believed you.

I don’t know why we all hang on to something we know we’re better of letting go. It’s like we’re scared to lose what we don’t really have. Some of us say we’d rather have that then nothing at all, but the truth is; to have it half way is harder then not having it all.

Haven’t posted in here for awhile

I’ve got a really private, password-protected blog where I post everything that’s been happening to me, even everything I feel. I just don’t think it’s still safe to post here considering a lot of the people I know in real life are aware of this account. So since I’m a very secretive person, I tend to post on the private one more.

Everything eventually fades.

(via kwak-minjun) —

First week of my 4th year life in college.

(Source: transparalyze)

The one that is meant for us is going to be the hardest to get, the hardest to keep, and the hardest to accept because through all that the love will grow stronger. Love wasn’t made to be easy, otherwise we wouldn’t end up with the right person. We would end up with the first one who comes along. By struggling we single out the wrong ones and realize who really is the one.

(via thelovewhisperer) —