Quedarte callado después de escuchar algo que te dolió, y sonreír débilmente para que no noten que te dolió.
Cuando las personas se alejen de ti, dejalas ir, no significa que sean malas personas solo que su parte en tu historia ya se termino.
But I’m never going to know what his skin feels like pressed against mine, or what he likes in his coffee. Or if he even likes coffee… and I wonder why I love a stranger with all my heart, and why someone who doesn’t even know my name means more to me than I mean to myself. Unknown (via allsthatmatters)
nothings worse than passing up an opportunity you know you would’ve enjoyed because of the fear of being judged