This song makes me feel like I’m blissfully floating through a field of cotton candy on a flying nimbus as the girl of my dreams is leaning on me running her hands through my hair.
“Hey” by King (K. Lamar’s Chapter 6 sample)
My moms is from a culture where couples show a lot of affection and act all luvy duby and whatnot and my pops is from a culture where couples act like they don’t like eachother and look at eachother weird if they tell eachother they love them. I wonder how my sister and I are gonna turn out. Lol.
An Anon’s response — The value of LDR (via im-here-because-i-love-you)
I came to a realization when I got home today. A realization that I don’t want to accept, but have no choice but to. A realization that has always been there, but I’ve been avoiding because it simply made things easier. When I tend to over-examine things, that’s when I realize how difficult and messed up things really are. If only things in our imagination came true in reality. If only things were as easy as we wanted them to be.
But, maybe.. maybe things weren’t suppose to be easy. Maybe things weren’t suppose to go too far… or as far as it is now. Maybe your sole purpose in my life was to come in, help us to both learn things about each other and then slowly, gradually, over-time… fade.
It sucks thinking that way… so I wont. Repression time.
Thich Nhat Hanh, Anger: Wisdom for Cooling the Flames (via flealovesyourspirit)
Now and then I think of when we were together,
Like when you said you felt so happy you could die,
Told myself that you were right for me,
But felt so lonely in your company,
But that was love and it’s an ache I still remember.
Never knew that love could hurt like this. Never thought I would but I got dissed. Makes me feel so sad and hurt inside. Feel embarrased so I want to hide. Silly me I thought your love was true. Change my name to Silly E. Badu. Before I heal, it’s gonna be a while. I know it’s gonna be a while, chile.
Jane Austen (via gypsyy-feet)
