Yes, things between us got fucked up and I’ve realized that we were so naive in trying to control each other. But I NEVER wanted anything but happiness and a future with you. I loved you then and it’s fucked up but I still kinda do (at least who you were, I don’t know what you’re like now). How can you say that I was abusive or manipulative; that just isn’t true. I get that you might feel cheated but do not forget that there was a time when I made you happy, and that made me happy
"Don’t paint me black when I used to be golden"
|—||Jean-Paul Sartre, Existentialism is a Humanism (via whyallcaps)|
The people in your life really do love you. You’re loved and worth loving. Life is an adventure. Sometimes you strike gold, and sometimes you strike out, but nothing is worse then getting old and not having any stories
this is an appreciation post for anyone who has ever tolerated me