There are two kinds of luxuries; being alone and being with someone who understands.

Love people who only talk about things I don't understand. Saves me the effort of pretending to pay attention.

I've been through endless struggles to become the person I am today and now there's no point in expecting someone to understand me.

Girls be like, I want someone to understand me and support me and I wont give a damn about him.

Dont text me back? I understand. Dont hang out with me? I understand. But, when I start not giving a fuck anymore, you better understand.

I hope you fall in love with someone who doesn't expect you to be happy all the time but understands when you are cold and thoughtless.

You speak to me in riddles.Like I’m meant to understand.

I understand people who tremble when held...

Half of the conflicts in your head get resolved when you seek to understand instead of seeking to be understood. Try it!