Here’s a serious advice. Even the nicest people have their limits. Don’t try to reach that point because the nicest people are also the scariest assholes when they’ve had enough.
There comes a point where you just love someone. Not because they’re good, or bad, or anything really. You just love them. It doesn’t mean you’ll be together forever. It doesn’t mean you won’t hurt each other. It just means you love them. Sometimes in spite of whom they are, and sometimes because of whom they are. And you know that they love you, sometimes because of who you are, and sometimes in spite of it.
(via thelovewhisperer)
If he’s dumb enough to tempt a woman wielding a knife, then he deserves everything after that.
Mac McCoy, Forbidden Pleasure by Lora Leigh (via janersm)
The Bombs Destroy More Than Just Cities
If you want to make someone cry, make them think of every person who hurt them.
If you want to destroy someone, make them think of every person who they have hurt.
The Nerve Endings Shatter Like Glass
It doesn’t hurt because if you keep hurting the same part of you again and again and again, the nerve endings all die. And when that happens, that part of you goes numb. That’s why it doesn’t hurt. Don’t be proud of it.
