Love me hate me, thats what makes me.

I'm just another girl. Who makes mistakes. I have a a family that supports me in almost everything I do. I make decision's on the long term effect. My friends are my life. I don't give a shit what you think of me, but if your gonna say anything about me, say it to my face. We all believe liars, trust the back-stabbers, and like the heartbreakers. I refuse to be your backup plan. Love me or hate me. I don't care.

When you start to really know someone, all his physical characteristics start to disappear. You begin to dwell in his energy, recognize the scent of his skin. You see only the essence of the person, not the shell. That’s why you can’t fall in love with beauty. You can lust after it, be infatuated by it, want to own it. You can love it with your eyes and body but not your heart. And that’s why, when you really connect with a person’s inner self, any physical imperfections disappear, become irrelevant.

—Lisa Unger (via funeral)

(Source: atomos, via letsjustleavethisworldbehind)