The problem is I like you. I like you so much that it scares me because last time I opened myself up I got destroyed. I don’t think I can handle someone breaking me again.

I’m guarded now and I’m scared (via n4ughty-y)

theperksofshuttingthefuckup:

i remember once i was walking to class near this group of guys and one of them saw his girlfriend and one of his friends was like “c’mon man bros before hoes” and the guy looked him dead in the eye and said “she’s the bro and y’all bitches are the hoes” before going to talk to his girlfriend and i have never seen a group of guys in sagging jeans and ridiculous shoes look so offended 

Happens to everyone as they grow up, you find out who you are and what you want, then you realize that people you’ve known forever don’t see things the way you do. So you keep the wonderful memories, but find yourself moving on.

Nicholas Sparks (via sadfag)