fuckyeahhlove: Sonnet 116 Let me not to the marriage of true minds Admit impediments. Love is not love Which alters when it alteration finds, Or bends with the remover to remove: O no! it is an ever-fixed mark That looks on tempests and is never shaken; It is the star to every wandering bark, Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips...
I hate that we don’t talk like we used to. I hate that we don’t bare our souls out for each other to see…but most of all I hate that you don’t seem to have noticed or to care.
When the police asked my Grandad if there was anything in his house that was...– Some idiotic chavs tried to break into my Nan and Grandad’s house when they were visiting family for Christmas and the police came round to investigate
A kiss can be a comma, a question mark or an exclamation point. That’s...
Love is the irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.
As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn’t supposed to...– Found on my livejournal: Jan 25th 2006!