“It happens the second Sunday of every May. We celebrate the women who give us life and so much more, the ones who protect us at all costs, who have the courage to fight those who would do us harm, who put our happiness ahead of their own, but mostly we celebrate a mother’s love which is constant, eternal, and there from the very beginning.”—Desperate Housewives (via quotewhore)
Currently watching Almost Famous while trying to type in the dark. This movie is just beyond awesome. The part where he finds out he’s actually 11, priceless. Okay, i’m rambling..But aren’t we all?
My mind keeps going back to the start..Then to the warning signs..Then to the end..And hoping that maybe it’ll change in the future. What do I have to do to get through to you? What do you want me to do? Stay or go? I can’t keep waiting around like this. I don’t want to keep wondering why or how it all ended up like this. I just want closure. I just want a final note. Has this chapter ended already? Don’t give me a sign, give me an answer. I’m not a mind reader; neither are you. It’s time to let it all out and finally speak the truth.
"We’ve never been in to honesty, but promise me you’ll let me know when you’re lying."
Obviously you aren’t more than the above since you broke up with me the day after my birthday, classy. But I don’t understand this “value our friendship” bullshit if you aren’t even going to talk to me OR tell me you’re moving this week? Seriously? After everything? Not even a fucking good bye? I hope you read this. Maybe you’ll even speak? Who knows… To sum it all up, Coward. I’m speechless.