Tonight, I'll be your afterthought.

"I'm a lover and a fighter. I get angry easily but I'm working on it. I party, sleep and think too much but I get my shit done. I have a weakness for sweettalkers, but I'm learning and enforcing my boundaries. I don't let many people in, but once they're in, they're there forever. I'm strong and independent, and I've been broken, but never shattered."

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.

—Anaïs Nin (via kushandwizdom)