Something that stops my heart;
The thought that I may never fall in love. It makes me want to stop my heart from beating any longer. It makes me think that my heart beating for any longer would be a waste. A waste of time, pointless, because there would be no point left for my heart to go on beating. And maybe I shouldn’t be so dependent on the possibility of falling in love, but it’s something I’ve wanted since I was a little girl watching the Disney princesses fall in love and live their happily ever after. And I know not everyone gets their ‘happily ever after’ but I hoped to be on of the lucky ones.
(via heartofthelion)
