voguetaylor

My experiences in love have taught me difficult lessons, especially my experiences with crazy love. The red relationships. The ones that went from zero to a hundred miles per hour and then hit a wall and exploded. And it was awful. And ridiculous. And desperate. And thrilling. And when the dust settled, it was something I’d never take back. Because there is something to be said for being young and needing someone so badly, you jump in head first without looking. And there’s something to be learned from waiting all day for a train that’s never coming. And there’s something to be proud of about moving on and realizing that real love shines golden like starlight, and doesn’t fade or spontaneously combust.

innocenttswift

One thing I’ve learned is your life is your life, it’s not what people write about your life and it’s not what everyone’s perception of what your life is. I never want to turn into that person who says to whoever I may be seeing or thinking about going on a date with: “Let’s not go to dinner in public tonight because that might get written about.” I don’t want to let the fact that people are watching me change the course of my actions in relationships.

One thing I’ve learned is your life is your life, it’s not what people write about your life and it’s not what everyone’s perception of what your life is. I never want to turn into that person who says to whoever I may be seeing or thinking about going on a date with: “Let’s not go to dinner in public tonight because that might get written about.” I don’t want to let the fact that people are watching me change the course of my actions in relationships.

swiftbeautifultragic
Beauty is not long hair, skinny legs, tanned skin or perfect teeth. Believe me. Beauty is the face of who cried and now smiles, beauty is the scar on your knee since you fell when you were a kid, beauty is the circles when love doesn’t let you sleep, beauty is the expression on the face when the alarm rings in the morning, it’s the melted makeup when you have a shower, it’s the laughter when you make a joke you’re the only one who can understand, beauty is meeting his gaze and stopping understanding, beauty is your gaze when you see him, it’s when you cry for all you paranoias, beauty is the lines marked by time. Beauty is what we feel in the inside which also shows outside us. Beauty is the marks the life leaves on us, all the kicks and the caresses the memories leave us. Beauty is letting yourself live.
Emma Watson. (via aryarstark)