I show affection for my pets by holding them against me and whispering I love you repeatedly as they struggle to escape from my arms
How terribly sad it was that people are made in such a way that they get used to something as extraordinary as living.
women are considered fragile but I’ve never seen anything as easily wounded as a man’s ego
Being in a relationship ends in one of two ways; breaking up or death. When you think about it like that, love really is doomed from the beginning yet we continue to nearly kill ourselves anyway just to taste it.
is it selfish to want to be someone’s favorite person to talk to and be with and look at and think about is it really self centered to just want to be one person’s favorite person