Molly Burford

After all, you didn’t trick me into love. You warned me.

Guy who goes on fucking fantastic adventures. Two words: commitment issues. If half of his pictures are him backpacking across Europe, he’s only looking for something casual.

We’re constantly told that certain people aren’t worth our time, worth our heartache if together doesn’t end in forever. But I’m starting to disagree.

I tripped over another boy’s smile not too long ago. It was warm and it was kind.

Maybe it’s the stubbornness of love, maybe it’s just plain pathetic. I’m not completely sure.

She’s mysterious and seemingly out of reach, and this draws you in and keeps you asking. Keeps you waiting and wondering and wanting.

Sincerely wishing the best for someone who has hurt you.

Sometimes, I start to wonder that maybe I should try a little harder to be dateable and be more inclined to find a boyfriend. But I’ve also realized this: I have way bigger things to become than someone’s girlfriend.