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“We’re not something, but we’re not nothing.”

— i said this to myself in my head when i was inexcusably drunk one night at a party and saw this guy (of mine?) giving his hands, his heart and his admiration to someone else. i couldn’t be mad because he wasn’t mine, but he also wasn’t hers either (via floricawild)

this is everything

(via se-sso)

tullipsink

“It’ll hit you. Wether it’s a week or a month or a couple of days or even seconds, the feeling of them really being gone will hit you so fucking hard you’ll be gasping for air. Them laughing to your stupid jokes becomes just another memory and it pains you because now you can’t reuse that joke without remembering the way their laugh sounded and their face looked when they first heard it. You’ll be left wondering what if’s and what could’ve happen if you stayed or held on just a little tighter, even if the relationship was bad for both of you. It’ll hit you when you’re outside with a friend or alone in your kitchen where missing them becomes too much to handle and you have to grab ahold of something because suddenly your lungs are caving in on you and you can’t breathe. It’ll hit you when you’re shopping for something and you suddenly spot their favorite cereal or their favorite color on a shirt and you’re hands will shake as you tell yourself that you shouldn’t buy it you shouldn’t buy it you shouldn’t buy it because they won’t ever get to eat that cereal and they won’t ever get to wear that shirt and it’ll go to waste. It’ll hit you when you’re up at four in the morning and the urge of hearing their voice suddenly becomes too much and too loud that you end up crying yourself to sleep that night because there won’t be anymore phone calls with them whispering I miss you and I love you. It’ll hit you that they are gone and they are never coming back and when it does, it’ll hurt so much that even drowning yourself in vodka won’t ever take the pain away.”

— A.M.// it’ll hurt so much, but not forever. (via tullipsink)

tullipsink

“there’s a piece of my heart that still belongs to you, and I think it will always belong to you. as the days, weeks and months go by that piece of my heart only beats when I think about you, all the memories we have together, all the days we spent tangled in each others arms, the times we laughed so hard neither one of us could breathe. one day someone else might take over that piece of my heart, but for now it beats for you, and only for you.”

— 12am thoughts (via gemmarambles)

andletliveagain

It’s sad to think that you may never see or talk to someone again who you once considered to be one of the most important people in your life at a certain point in time. This is one of those concepts that I will never be able to understand.

maisjetaime

“What can I possibly do with all the memories?”

— Ten words story: I know things are meant to change but whywhywhy

hirxeth

“When you lose someone who’s your home, you know, you’re only home in the world. And when that happens you think, oh fuck I should have had a back-up home. Another person, a place, a thing, something to make me feel safe, and I don’t have that. And now I’m lost.”

The Necessary Death of Charlie Countryman (2013) dir. Fredrick Bond

thnkfilm

“Stop crying.”

The Perks of Being a Wallflower (2012) dir. Stephen Chbosky

angelg59

wornd

“tell me what to do. tell me how I should be. just tell me, I’ll do it.”

blue valentine (2010)

written-on-polaroids

“Even if you know what’s coming, you’re never prepared for how it feels.”

— Natalie Standiford, How to Say Goodbye in Robot (via thoughtkick)

books-n-quotes

“So here’s my question: when you lose the most important person to you in the entire world, where is all the love – love you never even knew you were capable of – supposed to go?”

— Ted Michael, Crash Test Love