“Two people who were once very close can without blame or grand betrayal become strangers. Perhaps this is the saddest thing in the world.”
“And for a moment you were mine
All mine
But it was fleeting.”
You know you are doing well when you lose the interest of looking back.
I know sometimes we hurt each other
But I’m still in love with you
I still love you.
It’s a most distressing affliction to have a sentimental heart and a skeptical mind.
It’s so frustrating when you’re so fucking into someone and they think you could care less
the older I get the more I realize the value of privacy, of cultivating your circle and only letting certain people in. You can be open, honest, and real while still understanding not everyone deserves a seat at the table of your life.
I didn’t know you, and then all at once you were the air in my lungs.
I love your name. It’s the kinda name that looks good written on paper, over and over. The kinda name you want with yours in a sentence. The kinda name that sounds hot when you’re moaning in bed and it slips out effortlessl
I wonder how many strangers have stories about me.
there is honestly no reason to lie to me. I’m too understanding. I get shit. I get life. I know that shit happens. just be straight up w me
Never trust a person that has let you down more than 2 times. Once was a warning, twice was a lesson and anything more than that is simply taking an advantage. -
I should have loved myself with the love I gave to you. -
You go away for a long time and return a different person - you never come all the way back.
It’s not because I’m fake. It’s because I have a different comfort zone around certain people. I’ll act loud, stupid, be mean to you, act crazy, and do the most stupidest things with you because I’m comfortable around you. But, I can be quiet and shy if I don’t know you that well or we aren’t very close. Just because I act differentaround certain people, doesn’t mean I’m fake. I just have a different comfort zone with certain people.
Stop thinking about everything so much, you’re breaking your own heart.
If there is one thing I could plant in your heart, it’s that you matter, you’ll always matter.
i’m such an art fanatic and you are by far my favorite masterpiece
Tell me
what makes your
blood boil
and what makes
your skin soft.
what makes your
blood boil
and what makes
your skin soft.
I want to
know how your
soul tastes
before you take
your clothes off
know how your
soul tastes
before you take
your clothes off
I don’t have time to hate anyone, I either love you or I don’t care at all.
I am yours. If I died this moment, I am yours. Forget me. Forget me and love me again as you did the first time. Forget me and come back to me again
Words can sting like anything but silence breaks the heart.
I just moved on without you. Maybe someday someone will appear and show me he can be the one. The right person. I just hope that, on that day, I’m not the wrong one.
I love sleeping, you don’t miss anyone and you don’t feel any pain
Wow I’m definitely just going to stop caring from now on. This hurts entirely too much.
Nobody ever tells you that emptiness weighs the most.
I dont know how to keep you.
I dont know how to let you go
I dont know how to let you go
I’ve mastered the art of pretending to be tired instead of admitting I’m sad
I don’t think people understand how traumatizing bad relationships are
Throw me in a field of wild flowers and forget about me. I would rather lay there and watch the sky transform from day to night, listening to everything around me in between.
There’s no blame for how our love did slowly fade
And now that it’s gone it’s like it wasn’t there at all
And here i rest where disappointment and regret collide
Lying awake at night
And now that it’s gone it’s like it wasn’t there at all
And here i rest where disappointment and regret collide
Lying awake at night
sorry i didn’t respond to your text i was disenchanted with the entire human experience,” a thrilling new memoir by me
When did you decide to forget about me
please do not be mean spirited over any dogs appearance… please be kind… they may not understand your insults but I do and im already crying
american horror story: talking to people u used to be friends with
person: calm down
me: no i'm gonna keep complaining and be bitter about this, thanks
You may have spilled the gasoline, but it was I who struck a match.
I don’t want to be famous, I just want to be successful to where I can be lowkey and travel the world
I dropped a tear in the ocean. The day you find it is the day I will stop missing you
I haven’t posted a selfie in a while but I still am very cute just to keep you updated
If it’s still in your mind, it is still in your heart.
there is two
types of tired,
I suppose
types of tired,
I suppose
one is a dire need of sleep
the other is a dire need of peace
the other is a dire need of peace
and every morning you’ve woken
with nothing and no one
come with all your loss
your regrets, sins
memories
black outs
secrets
come with all the rot in your mouth
and that voice like needle hitting record
come with your kind eyes and weeping knuckles
come with all your shame
come with your swollen heart
i’ve never seen anything more beautiful than you.”
with nothing and no one
come with all your loss
your regrets, sins
memories
black outs
secrets
come with all the rot in your mouth
and that voice like needle hitting record
come with your kind eyes and weeping knuckles
come with all your shame
come with your swollen heart
i’ve never seen anything more beautiful than you.”
where did it begin? what went wrong? and who made you feel so worthless?
if they wanted you, wouldn’t they have chosen you?
all this time, you were begging for love silently, thinking they couldn’t hear you, but they smelt it on you, you must have known that they could taste the desperate on your skin?
and what about the others that would do anything for you, why did you make them love you until you could not stand it?
how are you both of these women, both flighty and needful?
where did you learn this, to want what does not want you?
where did you learn this, to leave those that want to stay?
”— | Warsan Shire
“
I am a morning person. I love the sunrise. I love new days. A new start. Then, I met him. I fell in love with the idea of him. I loved everything about him; even those things that set us apart.
He loves night. This universe craves his presence while others sleep peacefully beneath her. He doesn’t mind. They share a connection far beyond any ocean’s depth. I envy the effect she has on him.
He pulled me in like waves at the shores. He engulfed me in his aura. Together, we feel like one magical being. Could he be the stars in my sky? Or my drams of cosmic dimensions?
I fell in love with the things he loves. Like nights now. Because of him, I am a night being. Feeling all her forces. The good ones. And bad. She keeps me in tune. She kept us in tune. Her power is boundless. Unstoppable. What this universe favors, nothing can tear apart.
Somehow, we still did.
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