I want to start over. I want to introduce myself to you in a coffee shop and meet you all over again. I want to learn your habits, like how you take your coffee or if you rather have tea. I want to experience your laugh and that hesitation in your eyes when you don’t know what to say. I want to know your aspirations and fears, maybe they’ve changed over the years. I want to study the way your lips say how much you love a certain band and the way you half smile when you hear something slightly funny. I want to listen to your voice and the passion that comes with it when you tell me about the plans for your life. I want see the new way that you wear your hair and the way that they light hits it. I want to hear about your family, your dreams, your failures, and your successes. I want to meet you because I know that you’ll amazing. Maybe I’ll see you around.
Finished thought; 8:36p (via leirdo)
How can a woman be expected to be happy with a man who insists on treating her as if she were a perfectly normal human being.
Oscar Wilde (via kushandwizdom)
If you’re dating a writer and they don’t write about you — whether it’s good or bad — then they don’t love you. They just don’t. Writers fall in love with the people we find inspiring.
Jamie Anne Royce (via suspend)