“No one is born hating another person because of the color of his skin, or his background, or his religion. People must learn to hate, and if they can learn to hate, they can be taught to love, for love comes more naturally to the human heart than its opposite.”—Nelson Mandela, 1918-2013 (via gandlfs)
i’m not like other girls. actually, i’m nothing like other girls. and that girl u saw get on the bus earlier isn’t like other girls either. it’s surprising, really. it’s almost as if everybody is different from each other. holy shit
I felt for sure last night that once we said goodbye; no one else will have these lonely dreams, no one else will know that part of me. I’m still driving away and I’m sorry every day. I won’t always love these selfish things. I won’t always live not stopping. It was my turn to decide, I knew this was our time. No one else will have me like you do. No one else will have me, only you. You’ll sit alone forever if you wait for the right time. What are you waiting for? I’m here, I’m now, I’m ready, holding on tight. Don’t give away the end, the one thing that stays mine. Amazing as it seems, I’ll be twenty-three. I won’t always love what I’ll never have, won’t always live in my regrets.