"But if this is love, if I really do love you, do you love me too? I’m not sure what to say next. I was going to go further into an explanation of what I believe love to be, but quite frankly I’m not so sure myself. I try to wrap my brain around it, but really you can’t put a definition to love. You either feel it or you don’t. And that’s just it, love can’t be defined. Love is an indefinite object that you can only feel deep in your heart. Love creeps up on you when you least expect it, and at first it is masked by confusion and once you diagnose it, once you are able to figure out what that feeling is, you often try to deny it. You don’t want to love that person. You don’t want to admit it. Not when they don’t love you back. Not when there’s tears streaming down your face and not when those feelings are just rushing through you faster than anything you’ve ever felt.
But that’s the thing about love. It chooses you, you can’t choose who you’re in love with or how or why or even when. It just happens and it may happen with the right person or it may happen with the wrong person, but who really knows? Did I just define love in some way, shape, or form? I described it as accurately as I could. But the thing is, I think I’ve fallen in love with you."

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