Confirmed just now, my heart is shattered. I make myself vulnerable to love, I love with a passion, and he loves another. Official wrecked.
I like being alone.
inspiredbythisfeeling: I like being alone. I like drinking coffee alone, and reading alone. I like riding the bus alone, and walking home alone. It gives me time to think, and set my mind free. I like eating alone, and listening to music alone. But when I see a mother with her child, a girl with her lover, or a friend laughing with his or her best friend, I realize that even though I like...
Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they seem...– Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine (via danseurs)