“As if that blind rage had washed me clean, rid me of hope; for the first time, in that night alive with signs and stars, I opened myself to the benign indifference of the world.”—The Stranger by Camus (via pseudonymph)
Letting my shield down. Preparing for the storm. Staring up as the rain begins to take form. I close my eyes and open my mouth. Fill up my soul. My life is this drought. Drop by drop it leaks. This is all I want. But only a few fall. While the clouds still haunt. Draping like a halo, A crown of upsets. Is this a sign I’m not ready for it yet?
Stop complaining about how you can't find a decent guy, and that all the guys you get with just screw you over when you're posting topless pictures of yourself every Tuesday.
You’re setting yourself up for douchebags. If you act like you are predominately interested in physical, sexual relationships, that is more likely than not what you will get. If you really want a guy that will do anything to be with you, and absolutely sweep you off your feet, it takes a lot more than “ugh guys are so stupid why do I always get screwed over” and “everyone look at my bewbs lol!!” posts. Have more respect for yourself, and you will find guys who are more respectful.