Three Years - Wait, Seriously?!

I’ve been looking at my screen for a good twenty minutes now, trying to think of the perfect things to say. I know how I feel, and I’m good at being mushy and describing it, but nothing quite seemed to do it the justice it deserved. But I’m gonna try anyway.

I love you more than you’ll ever truly know. I know you think you have some type of notion of how I feel about you, but I guarantee you, it comes nowhere near the reality of it. No words, no actions, no gifts given, nothing on this earth could ever be enough to show you the love, admiration, respect, and devotion I have for you.

You’re my best friend. You’re the first person I want to run to when I want to celebrate my triumphs or rant about my disappointments. You’re always there to listen to me complain about everything and everyone and offer me sound advice. You’re always there when I need you, no matter what you have going on in your life. You are the most selfless person I think I have ever met, constantly putting my needs ahead of your own. I know how lucky I am, trust me!

I know I get caught up in stupid stuff sometimes. My thoughts and actions tend to be very inwardly focused, so I can come off as selfish or uncaring. Honestly, I know that oftentimes I am. But when it comes to you, all of that changes. There isn’t a mountain on this earth that I wouldn’t move if it meant that you would be happy. There isn’t an object, person, place, career…anything, that could fill me with the joy and satisfaction that I get from simply being in your presence.

I know this is insanely sappy, but I don’t care. Like I said before, it doesn’t even come close to how I really feel. You are the love of my life, Sammy, and I wouldn’t want it any other way.

Two people don’t fall in love because they sleep in the same bed, but because they share the same dreams.
Mark Amend (via psych-facts)

thewomanfromitaly:

lareinaana:

arienreign:

Why isn’t anyone talking about this?
http://www.dailydot.com/news/darrien-hunt-shot-by-police-while-cosplaying/

Watch non black cosplayers and lovers of cosplay stay silent on this.

Man what in the FUCK

To define is to limit.
Oscar Wilde (via psych-facts)
Everything that irritates us about others can lead us to an understanding about ourselves.
Carl Jung (via psych-facts)
  • Me: you can talk to me whenever you feel bad! I'll always be there for you
  • Me: *bottles up problems* *doesnt talk about it with anyone* *lays in bed instead of trying to solve my own problems*