That’s called being in love
There is also a 5 month program to Israel that I am more partial to. I will be staying in Philadelphia most likely especially if I get to go to Israel, I am just acknowledging all the doors that are opening. Ps. I love you, stupid!
Josh just asked me to move up to Manhattan and into his apartment with a job waiting on me immediately. Jess just told me there’s a program to go to Israel for 10 months for only $1000 at the end of summer and then there’s inked that I am going to for a go see as soon as I get myself back in shape. 2012 really is my year. Now just to decide what to do.
I feel like these people were let straight out of an institution and told the only way to live is to love. “Go forth and be free!” What people think is love is possession and obsession. It is keeping someone you allow yourself to care for deeply as close to your physical heart as possible. It truly is insane and unhealthy to feel like you’re in the depths of love with another person. I love people a lot, but I won’t let myself become paranoid, reclusive from the rest of the world with my beloved because I’m too afraid I might see him leave me. People are meant to leave. We change, we find newness in another that we didn’t know we had before because we grow. Enjoy it then pocket that love for a rainy fucking day. Holding someone into you is selfish. I am not ‘your’ anything. I am someone who enjoys your company more than I enjoy most other things. I am not yours to bury into yourself to keep close then show off when it is necessary. I am disgusted by this psychotic vision of relationships and love to the point where I don’t care if I ever feel in love again. Let’s do spontaneous things. let’s travel together, and sing awful music to each other in my car, and hold hands under tables, and have passionate sex. Let’s never, ever fall in love.
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I don’t need a relationship, but, I mean, I can look all day
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More excited to bake Apple pies inside of apples with lexi than anything else I can think of. Well I guess this is growing up?
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