Inspiration Through Ambitious Eyes

I guess I feel as if my alter ego is the wolf, stays with one mate all through his life. Extreme loyalty. This is the part of my story where I grow and recover. I have come from nothing and here I am starting my life, becoming an adult. What you see here is my inner perversion mixed with my bleeding heart I display on my sleeve. You can never anticipate what I am thinking or what my next move will be. I am not perfect but I do strive to be the best that I can be. My heart belongs to one girl, this girl is gone and probably will never be who she was when she took that part of me. There are times I am under the impression that death would be my best bet and there are times I believe my life is truly worth living. I reminisce and romanticize on a future I once was in love with. This is me realizing that I need to give those dreams up and that it is time to make people jealous, proud and hate even harder then they do. You will always have my heart. Never forget that.

I wish there was a guide for getting over your first love. It’s been a year & I still cry myself to sleep.

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goddamnit-shannon:

"Everything in my head went quiet. 

All the ticks, all the constantly refreshing images just disappeared. 

When you have Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, you don’t really get quiet moments. 

Even in bed, I’m thinking: 
Did I lock the doors? Yes. 
Did I wash my hands? Yes. 
Did I lock the doors? Yes. 
Did I wash my hands? Yes. 
But when I saw her, the only thing I could think about was the hairpin curve of her lips.. 
Or the eyelash on her cheek- 
the eyelash on her cheek- 
the eyelash on her cheek. 
I knew I had to talk to her. 
I asked her out six times in thirty seconds. 
She said yes after the third one, but none of them felt right, so I had to keep going. 
On our first date, I spent more time organizing my meal by color than I did eating it, or talking to her.. 
But she loved it. 
She loved that I had to kiss her goodbye sixteen times or twenty-four times at different times of the day. 
She loved that it took me forever to walk home because there are lots of cracks on our sidewalk. 
When we moved in together, she said she felt safe, like no one would ever rob us because I definitely lock the door eighteen times. 
I’d always watch her mouth when she talked- 
when she talked- 
when she talked- 
when she talked; 
when she said she loved me, her mouth would curl up at the edges. 
At night, she’d lay in bed and watch me turn all the lights off.. And on, and off, and on, and off, and on, and off, and on, and off, and on, and off. 
She’d close her eyes and imagine that the days and nights were passing in front of her. 
But then.. She said I was taking up too much of her time. 
That I couldn’t kiss her goodbye so much because I was making her late for work.. 
When she said she loved me, her mouth was a straight line.. 
When I stopped in front of a crack in the sidewalk, she just kept walking.. 
And last week she started sleeping at her mother’s place. 
She told me that she shouldn’t have let me get so attached to her; that this whole thing was a mistake, but.. 
How can it be a mistake that I don’t have to wash my hands after I touch her? 
Love is not a mistake, and it’s killing me that she can run away from this and I just can’t. 
I can’t go out and find someone new because I always think of her. 
Usually, when I obsess over things, I see germs sneaking into my skin. 
I see myself crushed my an endless succession of cars.. 
And she was the first beautiful thing I ever got stuck on. 
I want to wake up every morning thinking about the way she holds her steering wheel.. 
How she turns shower knobs like she opening a safe. 
How she blows out candles- 
blows out candles- 
blows out candles- 
blows out candles- 
blows out-…. 
Now, I just think about who else is kissing her. 
I can’t breathe because he only kisses her once-he doesn’t care if it’s perfect! 
I want her back so bad.. 
I leave the door unlocked. 
I leave the lights on. ”

One of my all time favorites

this gets to me every time

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thelovenotebook:

Good Vibes HERE

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sai-k0:

This is fucking perfect.

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sai-k0:

This is fucking perfect.

luk3y:

:O best photo of a husky ever!

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luk3y:

:O best photo of a husky ever!

"He was a distinct memory. A provocatively humorous memory that painted every inside of my own body with a promise of turning me into someone entirely different. I wish I understood what it was, maybe I would have done something about it; Unfortunately, regrets are no different than memories. What’s done is done and I am changed regardless…for the good or for the worse."

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"if someone hurts you, stay the fuck away, no matter how hard it is, stay the fuck away"

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It’s time I let you know

Without you I can grow. So it’s time I let you go.

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thelovenotebook:

everything love

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everything love

wonderous-world:

Lion Portrait by Wolf Ademeit

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Lion Portrait by Wolf Ademeit

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quotelounge:

Good Vibes HERE

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quotelounge:

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"I still remember the way my stomach flipped when I first saw her. I tried so hard to keep it cool, but goddamnit she was beautiful."

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