I can only imagine another pair of golden brown legs settling into the white of your mattress. The thought of dark hair in between your fingers hurts me so unimaginably but I can’t sit and pretend that it’s not happening. You knew you were sand but you let me build castles on you anyway. How could you cradle me like I meant the most? How could you let me bury my face in your chest, breathe you in and then vanish from me? Leaving me with nothing but memories of smooth midnight skin, curls the color of honey and oak, a laugh like wedding bells…. Uncertainty kills more relationships than infidelity. You taught me that. So now I’m sitting here mourning a love that probably never was while Winehouse croons love is a losing game in the back ground. It’ll take some time, but I’ll forget you.
God created the world and said it was good.
We said “not good enough.”
Don’t do your own thing.
His way is better.
I know he’s no good for me, but it feels so good to me….
— girlsbestkeptsecret (via girlsbestkeptsecret)
Blackness is the most hated thing on this planet until it is needed to build people’s business, social lives, and sense of style.
— Trixstra (via checkprivilege)
Because I suddenly realized it—
the way to get over you wasn’t by hooking up with some random guy. Or pretending we didn’t happen.
You and I loved each other. And then you broke my heart.
I’ve been doing everything possible not to face that fact.
But I’m gonna kiss somebody someday.
And when I do, it’ll be for me.
— Blair Waldorf, Gossip Girl Season 3 Episode 19 (via enerianna)