I am the sea and nobody owns me.
The only thing worse than a boy who hates you: a boy that loves you.
Bugs me that Peyt is still friends with all these people he’s hooked up with and he chooses to sit by them in class and they come over to his house all the time even though he knows it bothers me. I just don’t think it’s fair that I have to put up with this and deal with all this insecurity and jealousy when I go out of my way to make him feel comfortable in our relationship. I keep bringing it up yet he never changes. Sick of having the same argument over and over again. I really just don’t know what do to anymore….
Your mother did not raise you with a wolf in your chest so you could howl over losing a man.
You must learn her.
You must know the reason why she is silent. You must trace her weakest spots. You must write to her. You must remind her that you are there. You must know how long it takes for her to give up. You must be there to hold her when she is about to.
You must love her because many have tried and failed. And she wants to know that she is worthy to be loved, that she is worthy to be kept.
And, this is how you keep her.
I hate going to sleep with you on my mind and not in my bed.