I'm Whitney, 23, from Kentucky. Love is love.
I want to hop in a VW van, drive around the country, meet my new favorite people that taught me how to do "that", take pictures that will hold my most beloved memories, eat that meal I said I'd never touch, drink that glass of wine by the shore, turn my fears into curiosity, find the love that is better than any romantic movie, and treat every moment like it's my last. That is how I want to live my life.
Jealousy ruins relationships. If you can’t trust someone you shouldn’t be with them. But if that person honestly never did anything to hurt you, then you are getting in the way of your own happiness. You’re the one that is being an idiot and you don’t deserve them in the first place.
“My lowest point was Christmas Day 2008, because I didn’t speak to my
family. My walls were covered in scrawlings of the lyrics and cocaine
bags nailed to the wall. And I did have an experience where I was
struggling to deal with being alone and being forsaken and being
betrayed by putting your trust in one person, and making the mistake of
that being the wrong person. And that’s a mistake that everyone can
relate to. I made the mistake of trying to, desperately, grasp on and
save that and own it. And every time I called her that day — I called
158 times — I took a razorblade and I cut myself on my face or on my
hands.
I look back and it was a really stupid thing to do. This was
intentional, this was a scarification, and this was like a tattoo. I
wanted to show her the pain she put me through. It was like, “I want
you to physically see what you’ve done.” It sounds made up but it’s
completely true and I don’t give a shit if people believe it or not.
I’ve got the scars to prove it. I didn’t want people to ask me every
time I did an interview, “Oh, is this record about your relationship
with your ex-girlfriend?” But that damage is part of it, and the song
“I Want to Kill You Like They Do in The Movies” is about my fantasies.
I have fantasies every day about smashing her skull in with a
sledgehammer.” ~ Marilyn Manson about Evan Rachel Wood
If you can’t relate to this get the fuck off my dash. :)
(via s-t-a-r-l-e-s-s-n-i-g-h-t)
I’d rather wake up beside you and breathe in that old familiar smell.
I want something special and magical. That person I can take a bubble bath with, lay in bed and hold all day while watching their favorite things on t.v., make them breakfast, chase them around the house and have a flour fight, go hike and watch the sunset on the mountains- wrapped up in a blanket, make them smile with 3 simple words, play their favorite songs on the ukulele, know their soul inside & out and not just accept their faults & flaws but love them, and never have to worry that it will ever end.