Looking back, I can’t remember the truth. I blew everything out of proportion so I could feel the hurt and betrayal and write about it in vivid detail. It was my own method of torture. My own undoing; and I enjoyed every second of it.
c.j.n. (via panamaweddings)
There’s a story behind every person. There’s a reason why they’re the way they are. Think about that and respect them for who they are.
Anonymous (via wnq-anonymous)