(via i-love-boobs)
Almost.
“Why?”
I was almost good for her. She was almost in love with me. We almost made it.
(via oreix)
I’m the type of girl who craves reassurance like it’s a prescription that would keep my alive. When I don’t hear the words, “I miss you” my glass thoughts begin to shatter, and they bruise my fragile mind with broken thoughts that shouldn’t be there. I just need to hear those words because sometimes I feel like I’m the only one missing someone I shouldn’t miss. I keep reminding myself that even without someone’s words my heart is still a garden, and I do not need someone else’s reassurance to cherish this garden in my heart. I need my own reassurance for these flowers not to wither.
Wouldn’t this world be awesome if we could remove doubts and fears from our mind ourselves?
Alexa Evangelista / type of girl (via alexaevangelista)










