[1-thomas-1]

My best friend told me that he’d never forgive me again if I left him again to find a better life for myself. The fact that he said that makes me question if he’s actually a true friend. Aren’t friends supposed to want the best for each other? I do understand where he’s coming from because technically I would be abandoning him. But even so, I need to do what’s best for myself and not what’s best for our friendship. I’ve learned that friends come and go. My career is what will always stay with me and set me for life. So fuck him for saying that to me. I’ll meet better friends along the way during my journey to success.

[1-thomas-1]

Chasing summers.

[1-thomas-1]

It's funny. Most of the photos I post look like I'm having the fucking time of my life, but in reality I'm not. Photos mask the reality of how shitty things actually are.

[ohlovequotes]

Don’t let anyone rent a place in your head unless they’re a good tenant.

(via psych-facts)

[1-thomas-1]

I think I'll always feel apart from everyone else. I need drugs to function with society.

[1-thomas-1]

It’s wrong for me to say that I’ll never trust a hoe again because the only woman that I was capable of loving fucked me over. I know I’ll eventually let myself feel this way towards someone else one day. It’ll just take time.

[1-thomas-1]

There will always be some kind of emptiness.

[1-thomas-1]

I'm in constant mental torture right now. Why do I take the pills when I know that it's going to fuck me up really bad after? My brain feels like it's trying to fight something off and it seems like it's losing.

[1-thomas-1]

I constantly torture myself by dwelling in the past. I have to stop but how?

[1-thomas-1]

I loved the way you wrote. It was always so beautiful.

[1-thomas-1]

When you creeping someone and you accidentally hit the ‘like’ button. Fuck.

[1-thomas-1]

It's crazy stupid how easy it is to get back into an old addiction.

[1-thomas-1]

It's sad how to most people that money if more important than friends.

[1-thomas-1]

It's sad how people can hate you for the smallest of reasons.

[1-thomas-1]

Relationships should always come second to your job. Women come and go, your job is what you'll always need.

[1-thomas-1]

The idea of being with someone can make you so obsessive. You fantasize about what it's like to be with them. You even dream about it. Eventually you finally get her and it turns out that she wasn't actually what you wanted. You were only in love with the idea of being with her.

[virtual-v]

If You Forget Me by Pablo Neruda

**One of my favorites because he was bold enough to say that he will not wallow in loveless despair. He will move on.**

I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to you, as if everything that exists, aromas, light, metals, were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me. Well, now, if little by little you stop loving me I shall stop loving you little by little. If suddenly you forget me do not look for me, for I shall already have forgotten you. If you think it long and mad, the wind of banners that passes through my life, and you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots, remember that on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms and my roots will set off to seek another land. But if each day, each hour, you feel that you are destined for me with implacable sweetness, if each day a flower climbs up to your lips to seek me, ah my love, ah my own, in me all that fire is repeated, in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten, my love feeds on your love, beloved, and as long as you live it will be in your arms without leaving mine