Wow I freaking love the crap out of Josh.

I don’t want to lose you.’ His voice almost a whisper. Seeing his haggard expression, she took his hand and squeezed it, then reluctantly let it go. She could feel the tears again, and she fought them back. ‘But you don’t want to keep me, either, do you?’ To that, he had no response.

Nicholas Sparks (via realizes)

alri9ht:

making up for low grades with high calories

Don’t want anymore heart break. Tired of the sound it makes.

Anonymous: Do you really think that things will get better, will the stress of school get better or the fact i really hate my body or family issues, do you think it will? I hope it will 

I truly do. Maybe not soon, but eventually. The thing with hating your body, is you have to live with it forever, so you need to learn how to live with it. With school, high school feels like eternity. But in reality, it;s on’y 4 years. Stay strong love.

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I Want A Love:

Maybe, I’m a typical girl and I’m fooling myself. But I hope I’m not. 

I don’t want some insane crazy love. I want something that comes quietly. Doesn’t make a big fuss about itself. It doesn’t need to, because it’s confident enough in itself to be quiet.

I want a love where we can sip coffee and read books, and we don’t really have to say anything, but if we needed to we could.

I want a love where we can go to Moe’s and I can shove an incredible and ungodly ammount of food in my mouth at once. 

I want a love where we can just hang out and watch tv and simply be together.

I don’t want it loud. It doesn’t need to be that way. I want us to just be us. Whether that be silly, sad, angry, happy, quiet, loud, weird, normal, etc. I just want a love that’s real.

It’s good to know that no matter how horrible I am, God still loves me. He chose me knowing I’d fuck up this bad. He’s not surprised by my sin. I don’t know man. I just think that’s cool.

Perhaps it is no wonder that the women were first at the Cradle and last at the Cross. They had never known a man like this Man—there never has been such another. A prophet and teacher who never nagged at them, never flattered or coaxed or patronised; who never made arch jokes about them, never treated them either as “The women, God help us!” or “The ladies, God bless them!”; who rebuked without querulousness and praised without condescension; who took their questions and arguments seriously; who never mapped out their sphere for them, never urged them to be feminine or jeered at them for being female; who had no axe to grind and no uneasy male dignity to defend; who took them as he found them and was completely unselfconscious.

Dorothy Sayers (via fern—hill)

I thought that I had kind of beaten my issues, but when you struggle with depression or anxiety or anything else, you never really win. You always carry it with you and the point, I learned, isn’t to win. The point is to keep fighting. It turned out that “I’m not sad anymore” wasn’t a victory speech. It was a battle cry.

Dan “Soupy” Campbell (via folk-yeah)

I gave in, and admitted that God was God, and knelt and prayed: perhaps, that night, the most dejected and reluctant convert in all England.

C.S Lewis (via emkeighberol)

I’m challenging myself, and whether or not this works out we’ll see. I’m going to try and post more up lifting things. I’m a Christian. And I hate that you guys can’t see that through my posts, life, and messages. Somerthing has to give and I really feel the Spirit calling me. I love you all dearly. Stay strong.