“I can’t understand how a woman can leave the house without fixing herself up a little, if only out of politeness. You never know, maybe that’s the day she has a date with destiny, and it’s best to be as pretty as possible for destiny.”—Coco Chanel (via cherisse)
Her: Why would it be ? You have girls ALL over you.
Him: What the hell — No. It’s hard enough knowing your cold, but I can’t be there to hold you tight or offer you my jacket. It’s hard enough knowing you’re hurting, and not being able to wipe your tears or offer you my shoulder. It’s hard enough falling asleep on the phone with you, wishing so much I was instead next to you. You don’t know how hard it is to deal with knowing I’m not physically with you. You act like all these girls are all over me, but I’m here right now. TRYING MY BEST to get you to understand that you mean so much to me. Stop acting like it’s only a one way street. I love you, and you only.