Why so sad? Why that grayness in her eyes? Why so alone? Not lonely, just alone—riding her bike across campus or sitting off by herself in the cafeteria—even dancing, she danced alone—and it was the aloneness that filled him with love.

Tim O’Brien. “The Things They Carried.”  (via thatshitsd0pe)

Forgive my introversion,
but do not mistake my fortress for walls,
or my kindness for a weakness.
For the fortress is not there for my protection,
but for yours.

(via 1112pm)

I watched her walk away, first thinking: good riddance―who needs this abuse? And then after a minute thinking: she never really understood me anyway. Which rapidly changed to: I never understood her at all. And before long I was watching her small back disappear and thinking: there goes the only person who ever gave a damn about me.

Ellen Wittlinger, Hard Love (via splitterherzen)

I just want someone who won’t get annoyed when I text them six times or in all caps. Someone I can go on long drives with and can sing along to the radio with. Someone I can eat pizza with at 2am and kiss at 6pm. Someone who chooses me everyday and never thinks twice about it.

(via jessielou24)