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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Jules of Nature
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
occasionally subtle
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@98thavenue
Sometimes it is hard to completely trust. It is hard to put faith in someone who has let you down previously, and it’s not because you choose to have doubts, but rather, you are trying to fight your way out of the web the spiders are weaving around you. And getting out takes time—a lot of time, so even when it’s been consecutive days of sun, one little raindrop can make you see a storm.
Ming D. Liu (via mingdliu)
And how do you tell them you feel so empty without making it sound so sad?
fckedupfray (via wnq-writers)
I am sorry for the way I loved you when I stopped being myself in order to be “us.”
Ming D. Liu (via mingdliu)
You left me for her. Then she did the same to you and you came to me. You told me I wouldn’t understand what you were going through. You’ve have no idea how wrong you were.
wordshealus (via wnq-writers)
mother, you cannot erase a hurricane.
poeticallyordinary (via poeticallyordinary)
The biggest compliment you can ever get from me will not be about your body or your wit. It will be about your kind heart, about your beautiful soul.
creatingnikki (via wnq-writers)
You’re drowning, just like I was, you hoped I’d understand. I won’t save you, just like you didn’t, I hope you understand.
sultan-r-n (via wnq-writers)
We said we would never let anyone or anything come between us but we did. We let ourselves ruin something we had and we turned it from beautiful colors to black and white. We fell out love faster than we fell in. I don’t know which is worse; the fact that we destroyed it by our own self or that we can’t fix it anymore.
k.m (via fluohrine)
I am the one who got so good at burning the bridges before they could burn me and I am also the one who learnt to stay even long after they leave. I am messier than your room and as clean as the mountains.
Kriti. G (via wnq-writers)
Of course it hurts so bad but, I don’t regret trusting you I was just so sad that you haven’t had a firm hold on everything you have said I was just so sad because you think that it’s alright to betray someone who loves you more than anyone else— someone who once believed in you and everything that you can do. I was just so sad for you.
ma.c.a // I’m not Angry, I’m Lonely (via vomitingwords)
It had to be real, at least that’s what you’ll tell yourself. You’ll justify it to yourself, and to anyone who will listen because Jesus Christ, he wouldn’t have said all those things to you if he didn’t mean them. Right? You’ll go over it a million times while you’re laying in bed and staring at your ceiling because sleeping gets harder when you only dream about one thing. You’ll go over every single I love you, I miss you, I’m yours, baby, and it’ll run through your head like a train stuck on the same track. You’ll go over every single I love you and think, he meant it he meant it he meant it, there’s no way he didn’t mean it. Right? But the months string along and he’s still gone and you’ll start to question yourself because why would he say all those things if he never planned on staying? And you’ll think about every promise he broke and all those things he used to tell you and you’ll wonder how you could’ve ever believed a single word of it. But you loved him, oh god, you loved him so much that if you could hear your heart you know it would only beat to the sound of his name. And if you love somebody that much, if you give your heart to somebody with that much trust, he had to have loved you back. Right?
Not right // Excerpt of a book I’ll never write (via 500lettersforyou)
you’re going to to be sad and you’re going to have your heartbroken, that’s inevitable. life’s gotta suck sometimes in order for you to appreciate the good things and i know that sounds unbelievable and the pain just feels unbearable but this is to anyone who needs it: you are doing so great. i know everything sucks, i know it’s hard, but you are doing so great and maybe you’ve lost hope but hey you’re still here. you’re still alive, so that means there’s a little good in everyday, maybe not a lot. but enough to keep you here. so cling onto that. cling onto the things that have stayed good for you throughout the bad or maybe become good because of the bad. and once you’re holding onto that, open your eyes and look around you. the sun is still shinning, and yes, sometimes you can’t feel it. but it’s still as bright as ever and it still sets. there are silk flowers blooming, puppies waiting to be awed at, ice cream waiting to be eaten, beaches waiting to be swam in and walked across, painting waiting to be admired, lovers waiting to be kissed, friends waiting to become closer, and memories waiting to be made. and i know sometimes you’re in so much pain you wish the sky would swallow you whole and scatter you across a million bleeding sunsets just so people could finally understand your pain and how much you’re hurting and how sometimes all you can do is just bleed but you are here and that is enough. so breathe and know that you are doing so great. you owe yourself the future. you owe it to yourself to live to see the day you’re finally happy. stay alive for that.
Love others so radically they wonder why.
Jefferson Bethke (via thelovejournals)
She’s a masterpiece. Just looking at her makes everything unworthy of a second glance, And all that fire in her eyes gives you hope for a future with her in your arms.
whatwordsmisssheis (via wnq-writers)
I wonder if you ever tried to forget me, all the times we had together, all the words I said that you used to remember. I wonder if you ever think of me at midnight. I wonder if I ever made you cry at night. I wonder if you sometimes wish I was here, if you wish you never let me go. I wonder if you ever blame yourself for letting me go; or if you blame me for drifting away from you. I wonder if you remember the first day we met, the first time we talked, our last conversation. Because I remember them clearly, and they’re haunting me at night. They haunt me at 1 am, 2am, 3 am till I fall asleep with tears in my eyes. I wonder if you still remember me at all, my voice, my personality. I wonder if you are really happy now. I hope you are happy now. Even though you said you’d call, you promised you’d stay…
Wondering // Excerpt from a book i’ll never write #1
“He looked at me with those beautiful eyes and I swear it was love”
- 2:26 A.M (via ayefckboy)
I didn’t fall into love with him, it was more like walking into a house and feeling you’re home.
A. J. Ibrahim (via voicelessconfessions)
