my brain when i try to exit my mid-day fantasy daydream to focus on real tasks:
This is the banana of luck, Reblog it and tomorrow you’ll get good news.
Dudes I reblogged this and legit 3 hours later I found out I’m moving into my dream apartment.
Cmon banana gods
Why did you come back into my life, just to try to ruin everything I built after you tore me down? You say you care, but if that’s true you wouldn’t have hurt me in this way…
I’m sorry, hopefully in my next lifetime it will end better than this…
Please don’t leave me like the others, please don’t break my fragile heart…
““I compare him to you a lot,” she says, a smile growing on her lips. “The way he looks at me, you never looked at me like that. Like I was something precious, something to cherish. You never listened, you’d brush away my views and opinions and insist you were right. He doesn’t. He listens, takes in my view and respects it. You never held me like he does. You’d make it seem like a chore, something you had to do. He takes my hand when I don’t expect it, pulls me close and kisses me like he can’t stop himself.” Her smile is beaming, but it’s not for him. Not anymore. “I compare him to you a lot because now I see how bad you were for me. I thought I was happy with you, but now I know I am so much happier with him than I ever was with you.””
— Excerpt from the book I’ll never write