You can either sing What Makes You Beautiful at the top of your lungs with me or you can get your ass out of my car and walk
dying is taking too long
be nice to people because the world is a shitty place and we all need a little help sometimes
You will read her.
You will be right most of the time.
She will trust you, and you will know her
better than anybody else.
She will call you out every time you pretend you know everything.
She will be right. You don’t know everything.
She will close herself, and trust will come at a crawl.
She will be so afraid of not being enough
sometimes, she won’t be enough,
but that’s not her fault, it’s yours, mostly.
You already know your limits. Know hers. Don’t push.
She will make you feel like you can’t help her.
All you’re ever going to want to do is help her.
As intuitive as you are,
she will break your heart.
And you’ll never see it coming.
You’ll never know why,
she will know why.
There will never be enough closure to keep you sane.
Most days, you won’t feel sane.
She will be a hurricane,
that you try to put into a bottle.
She was never really yours,
and she probably knew that.
You didn’t know that.
She will love you in her own way,
and then leave you one day.
- Kurt Cobain (via nachdemregenkommtdieflut)
No, friendship is NOT about “supporting your friends even when you know they’re wrong.”
That’s not friendship. That’s being an enabler. That’s being an accomplice.
Friendship is loving someone enough to tell them to stop being a goddamn idiot before they ruin their lives.