I'll never judge you, I can only love you ♥

So yeah, it is almost the final semester test.So i wont have much time to get on polyvore anymore :(((( Good luck guys & also good luck for meeeeeee =))
Anyway here's mah youtube channel, hope you guys will loveeeee ittttt <3 : http://www.youtube.com/user/CaitlynMalik98/videos Thanks YOuuuuuuuuuuuuu :x :*****

Love is a funny thing. You expect it to be easy. You expect it to be a world of roses and laughs and perfect moments that you find only in movies. You expect him to always say the right thing, and always know exactly how you feel, or exactly how to react to it. You expect him to calm you down when you’re yelling or to chase you when you run away. You expect so much that you feel entirely, utterly defeated when something doesn’t exactly match up with all your plans. But that’s the thing. Love isn’t a plan. It doesn’t have a certain beginning and it certainly has no end or visible finish line to those deeply in it.
 
Love is so incredibly messy. People around you can’t comprehend why you do the things you do, or why you fight so hard for something that seems to cause you so much pain, because simply, they can’t see. They can’t see the invisible ring of insanity that surrounds you when you’re in love. It’s inconvenient and painful and devastating at times, but we can’t live without it. What you don’t learn is how hard love is. How much work it takes. How much of ourselves we have to put into it. How it isn’t worth it until we are complete and utter idiots about it.
 
Life is a challenge, and so is love. Things never come easy in life. if they do, memories are rare, suffering won’t get you through the tough times, there’s nothing to look back on. There’s no mistakes that you learn from. In the end, it’s all worth it.

Easy come, easy go, that's just how you live ohh...

There’s always that one person. No matter how many relationships they’ve had, how many times they didn’t respond to your text, how many times they ignored you, how many times they made you feel like you didn’t matter, how many times you sit on the floor crying because of them, or made you feel like shit; no matter how many times you say they don’t matter. Deep down, every time that they text you, look at you, give you a hug, even just say your name; your walls break down and you can’t help but be happy. Even if you don’t want to be.

I'm backkk ;D

Forget how he called you beautiful. Forget how he gave you the butterflies every time you saw him. Forget your first kiss. Forget how everyone talked about how cute you two were together. Forget talking to him on the phone until 2 a.m. Forget everything you loved about him. Remember how he broke your heart