Trust me when I say this, although being together wasn't as long as we had wanted, it certainly was long enough to keep me up late at night, caused me to read old texts, and bring tears to my eyes knowing it's all done. Although what we shared was short, it gave me memories to cherish and remember forever.
“Love is not all about happiness. Sometimes there will be arguments, there will be hurting. It may seem that the magic fade sometimes, but the test of true love is how you hold on to one another and fight for it when the battle seems to be a loosing one.”—I could have fought but i held on for so long i just felt it was tmw to let go yet you gave me the best years of my life.
” I have the deepest affection for intellectual conversations. The ability to just sit and talk. About love, about life, about anything, about everything. To sit under the moon with all the time in the world, the full-speed train that is our lives slowing to a crawl. Bound by no obligations, barred by no human limitations. To speak without regret or fear of consequence. To talk for hours and about what’s really important in life. “
“I’m glad mushrooms are against the law, because I took them one time, and you know what happened to me? I laid in a field of green grass for four hours going, “My God! I love everything.” Yeah. Now, if that isn’t a hazard to our country … how are we gonna keep building nuclear weapons, you know what I mean? What’s gonna happen to the arms industry when we realize that we’re all One?”—Bill Hicks (via weedbrain)