I don’t want to settle. I want mindfucking love. I want to spend all night thinking about kissing you, and when I finally get the balls to, I want to go deaf to everything but that moment. I refuse to settle for anything less.
“I love you. All of you. Not just the parts that are pretty, or sweet, or nice. I love your bitterness. I love your jagged edges. I love the scar left by your heartbreak. I love everything about you.”—Penzima, from Encanta (via hay-girl-hay-lesbifriends)
If one day you woke up and realized what you had was no longer there; would you be at peace with the decisions you’ve made and kept what you had on a shelf, as a backup, a second choice; the corner of a chapter that you flipped just to keep it’s place - would you be at peace, that you never picked that book up to read it’s adventures, it’s mystery, it’s love story- to never know how the story ends.