Pablo Neruda, Sonnet XVII.

I love you without knowing how or when or from where,
I love you simply, without problems or pride:
I love you in this way because I don't know any other way of loving.
We assume others show love the same way we do — and if they don’t, we worry it’s not there.
- Everyone has their own love language. That’s one of the most important lessons I’ve ever learned. (via stay-ocean-minded)

(Source: psych-facts)

chasingtrophywhitetails:

Does anyone else reply to a text mentally but not physically then forgets to actually reply all together or is that just me

meowthpatrol:

please don’t feel bad because you feel like you cry too much or that your grades suck or that you eat too much. Sailor Moon had all those flaws but she was a hero and so are you.

My crush: Hi
Me: Hey
My crush: *smiles and walks away*
Me: *stares after him and internally starts singing* I don't know when, I don't know how, but I know something's starting right now! Wait and you'll see. Someday I'll be...part of your world!