I constantly count down the hours, the days, until I get to see you again. It goes by and I see you and time loses all meaning but at the same time, also goes too fast. It’s never long enough. I just can’t get enough of you. It’s not like I need you to exist or anything, I just like spending time with you more than anything else in the world. It’s my very favorite thing. You are my favorite thing.
it's only a matter of time
(via riitamacedo)
Oh my gosh people, be nice to your waiter/waitress, it’s not their fault that your food is cold or if it’s under cooked. Be nice to the cashiers who are still training and can’t ring up your items as quickly as you want. If a stranger smiles and says hello to you, smile and say hello back! It’s just common courtesy, I don’t understand why people have to be so rude.
(via simplyyhealthy)
(Source: alaric-saltman, via neverwozderland)
(Source: littleblips, via shialablunt)
Any other time that I have liked somebody, now seems like a petty grade school crush. Like feelings of infatuation that only exist for external surface reasons. And then here you are and you are so much more than them. You are real and always there for me and I’m glad none of those other guys worked out. It makes you that much better for being above them all.
(Source: florencevo)
(Source: foreverfreefornow)

