It’s like you become more you, which normally is like ‘bleuugh-poof!’ but now it’s okay, because the person, like, whoever, they chose to take that all on: all that weird stuff, whatever’s wrong or bad or hiding in you. Suddenly it’s all right. You don’t feel like such a freak anymore.
Suzanne “Crazy Eyes” Warren on love - Orange Is The New Black
I do not need someone to complete me
but if you wanted to
we could walk next to each other
into whatever is coming next.
The Waterstones twitter feed is literally perfect.
It is one of my actual favorites.
Fall in love when you are ready, not when you’re lonely.
You can learn to un-love a person
but it’s like setting yourself on fire
and trying to put the flames out with their name.
I’d love to see more books where the characters get together earlier in the story. While the yearning portions of books are lovely and make us flip their pages, I’d love to see more stories where healthy romantic relationships are depicted. Where the curtain isn’t dropped with the suggestion of coupling up = happily ever after. Novels that take us past that point and depict a young couple working out some of their early insecurities and issues; that show us the romance and heartache of settling into a relationship. Like the moment when you’ve hung up on your boyfriend/girlfriend for the first time and you’re cradling your phone, praying they’ll know you want them to call back. Or you’ve slammed a door and you hope they’re waiting on the other side figuring out the perfect words to transform the emotions inside you from anger and hurt to comfort and passion.
Relationships are not a destination. They’re not an end-point. They’re always a journey. They should always be challenging and growing and evolving.
I just wanna do cute things with you like crush the patriarchy, fight for gender equality and help to destroy racism
you were really cute until that offensive joke spewed out of your mouth: a guide to how to not be my future lover by me.
For love is a flower that grows in any soil, works its sweet miracles undaunted by autumn frost or winter snow, blooming fair and fragrant all the year, and blessing those who give and those who receive.
Louisa May Alcott, from Little Men
I fall in love with everything. I also hate everything. It’s very hard to be a misanthrope and a romantic.