You make lists in your head about what you want in a lover, like brown hair and a sweet voice. A sharp mind and a soft heart, a sense of humor that actually makes you laugh like you mean it. This and that. And it’s all bullshit. Because people aren’t lists. And I’ve always wanted to be the person who made someone realize that. I want to come across someone with a list in their head that is nothing like the person I am, and I want to show them what they didn’t even know they were looking for. People who think they know what they want are fooling themselves. Nobody really knows what they want.
Not until it’s right in front of them. Anonymous (via suspend)

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Eventually you’ll end up where you need to be, with who you’re meant to be with, and doing what you should be doing. Unknown (via deeplifequotes)

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You can’t make yourself stop dreaming who you’re dreaming of Who You Love (via jawhline)

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Soda becomes vodka and kisses turn into sex. Remember when dad’s shoulders were the highest place on earth and your mother was your hero? Race issues were about who ran the fastest and war was only a playground game. Remember when the most pain you felt was when you fell over and scraped your knees and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow? 

And we couldn’t wait to grow up..

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One of the hardest things you will ever have to do my dear is grieve the loss of a person who is still alive. My father’s advice #1 (via northern-proper)

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