A true relationship is two imperfect people refusing to give up on each other.
Unknown (via words-of-emotion)
hickeys are beautiful because they are the only time a bruise results from love and affection rather than harm
Wow love this.
Love your parents. We are so busy growing up, we often forget they are also growing old.
Unknown (via losed)
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 do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.
Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets (via dissapolnted)