Grown-ups like numbers. When you tell them about a new friend, they never ask questions about what really matters. They never ask: ‘What does his voice sound like?’ ‘What games does he like best?’ ‘Does he collect butterflies?’ They ask: ‘How old is he?’ ‘How many brothers does he have?’ ‘How much does he weigh?’ ‘How much money does he have?’ Only then do they think they know him. If you tell grown-ups, ‘I saw a beautiful red brick house, with geraniums at the windows and doves at the roof…,’ they won’t be able to imagine such a house. You have to tell them, ‘I saw a house worth a thousand francs.’ Then they exclaim, ‘What a pretty house!’"
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It’s addictive to look at you, watching every move you make. I want to kiss you, waste my time on you, keep your secrets, take care of your moments, hug you, adore you. Your insanity is my science."
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Anonymous said: Han, you're wonderful. Any thoughts/advice on unrequited love?
I replied:


"You mad dumb." came to my head first. I know it’s hard… How you feel is so real that it’s almost impossible to imagine yourself not loving the person. I mean how can you not? You just want ever so badly to be able to have them, care for them, etc. You hold on to that hope. You overanalyze everything. It’s hard. But I feel like the first step to handling that situation is to admit that you love that person and that it’s wrong. It makes it harder when you try to force yourself to stop loving them. You have to accept the fact that you are in love but will never be able to receive it in return. And it’s up to you to just hold on to the love, let the hope go, and be strong. For yourself. Love yourself too, man.

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Such dilemma. Sleeping with bf who has the schedule of a normal person but I can’t sleep so trying to tumblr without waking him up. .. light sleepers = too nerve wracking

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Every time my phone buzzes I hope it’s you missing me."
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Johnny said once, Eating with someone is really intimate
and it’s stuck with me. So I decline dates at restaurants
because he’s right and it’s too soon and, anyway,
maybe I’ll hate how these long-necked boys
who don’t know how to hold a fork eat. I’ve written
a lot of things for him, Johnny, more than he knows about.
I am 22 now so naturally I miss everyone.
I am 22 so I roll my eyes when someone says love.
Dad has the air conditioner all the way up but I’m still
waking up sweating. My brother has taken to degrading
women in that casual way that boys do—flick of the shoulder,
dark-eyed, he is my father in miniature, but I love him,
as sisters do, even if I don’t agree with his mouth.
I wanted this poem to go somewhere important
but I keep looking over my shoulder. I hate mornings.
I keep spilling my guts out to strangers on the internet,
and this is not the first time I waxed my legs for a boy.
We’re all fighting over who we’re going to take home
and I’m still pretending I can play the clarinet.
Everyone keeps complimenting my nail beds.
Remember mood rings? Mine stays black."
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If you never break, you’ll never know how to put yourself back together."
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No relationship can truly grow if you go on holding back. If you remain clever and go on safeguarding and protecting yourself, only personalities meet, and the essential centers remain alone. Then only your mask is related, not you. Whenever such a thing happens, there are four persons in the relationship, not two. Two false persons go on meeting, and the two real persons remain worlds apart."
• Osho, Intimacy: Trusting Oneself and the Other (via syllablesandsoliloquies)

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Melbourne and Alarni
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Now I remember why I don’t mind not talking to you.
Your words constantly remind me of how much I love you
And how far your touch is away from me.

Your words are my oxygen though.
Without them I don’t feel
And I can’t breathe.

Without you here with me,
I only lay in my bed
Reminiscing and wanting
That shared warmth once again.

I miss you.

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"Stars are only visible in darkness…"
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