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setting fire to our insides for fun

[reality-escape-artist]

It’s easy to love someone when they’re happy. What’s hard is loving someone when they’re crying on the bathroom floor at 2am because everything came crashing down at once.

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intractably

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indie blog

(via freckul)

[90spersephone]

do u ever just see something that hurts ur heart and ur just like lolololololol

[boys-and-suicide-deactivated201]

Love is so much better than drugs and alcohol. I hope you guys put yourselves out there and find it. Because, it’s scary, it’s painful, but once you get past that part, it’s worth it. I promise, love is worth it. Go out and say “hi” to the person you like. Just do it! I believe you can, and that’s how you find it. Please, you are enough for others. If they reject you, that’s okay. Please remember this. Just say “hi” to someone else and try again. You will find someone who responds in the way you want. Be patient, and it will be rewarding.

Advice # 28 (via boys-and-suicide)

[illuminatewords]

How could you feel nothing while I felt everything?

9 word story (via illuminatewords)

[missadventvre-blog]

My daughter has not seen her biological dad since she was four. She’s 11 now. When she was two he contacted me and asked if I would allow him to terminate his parental rights so he could stop paying child support and I agreed.. I wanted to spare her the heartache of a revolving door father and the sacrifice of the financial support was well worth him never being able to disappoint her again. I never lied to her about where he went or who her dad was.. I have always answered her questions in the most age appropriate way possible. When she was four he contacted me and told me he has been diagnosed with cancer and would like to see her. I set aside a day and we met in the park. He had asked for two hours. He stayed 20 minutes and we never heard from him again.. Over the summer we ran into somebody that knows him and they commented on how she looks like his other children. They elaborated that he has settled down and has a family now. My stomach tied itself in knots thinking of how hurtful that must be to my daughter.. I cut the conversation short and we got in the car to leave and that’s when I saw her smiling. She said “mom.. He figured out how to be a dad. That’s such a nice thing. I’m happy for his kids.” And that’s the day an 11 year old taught me all I need to know about forgiveness

A comment on this Humans of New York post (via hey-claire)

[curiovsly-deactivated20220305]

I did love you. I loved you so much I couldn’t breathe. You consumed my entire being, and thats why I let you treat me the way you did. I don’t know what you got out of destroying me time after time, but I hope you don’t put anyone else through that. I waited for you. I gave you chance after chance and I left you with every last goddamn thing I had. And you took it all without a care in the world. I tried to hang on, because I thought you were worth it. But one day I just stopped waiting. I didn’t want to hear “I miss you” anymore. Although I hope you fucking miss me. Once I would have given my last breath for you to say that. I hope you see me so fucking happy that I look like I’m about to explode, and I hope it kills you. I hope you drop to the floor and feel like the breath is being sucked out of you and you realise what you gave up. Because I gave you the world and I kept fighting long after I should have stopped. You don’t deserve that. Fuck you.

(via curiovsly)

[ibnjihad-deactivated20140409]

How you make others feel about themselves says a lot about you.

Unknown  (via bl-ossomed)

[untamedunwanted]

Date the girl whose hair is a mess and steals your t-shirts and kisses you in front of boys who look at her admiringly. Date the girl who wants to dance in the rain with you and make tea for you and make you laugh so hard you snort tea out your nose. Date the girl who cares so much that she can tell something is wrong just by looking at you. Date the girl who will wrap her arms around you for no reason and pay attention when you talk about the things you love, even if she doesn’t love them herself. Date the girl who looks like a lazy sunday afternoon instead of a saturday night. Yeah. Just date that girl.

Date that Girl | Nikita Gill (via untamedunwanted)

[thotclout]

You never apologized to me for hurting me, but I apologized to you 12 times for being angry about it.

(via lullabysounds)

[faded-and-dreaming]

It’s not your job to fix me. It’s your job to hold my hand, while I fix myself.

(via unmaiden)

this is so important depending on how you’re taking it.

(via consciousss)

Yes

(via ophemila)

[1uvs]

[peachy-angel]

Holy shit

[skanke-deactivated20240426]

oUCH

[toyourlover]

FUCK

[extahse]

damn

[iispooncats]

Same

[onlinecounsellingcollege]

It’s better to have nobody than someone who is half there, or who doesn’t want to be there.

Angelina Jolie (via soulsscrawl)

:/

(via diectoke)

[outcrying]

[coral]

She had a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach, like when you’re swimming and you want to put your feet down on something solid, but the water’s deeper than you think and there’s nothing there.

Julia Gregson, East of the Sun  (via prelovers)

[morelovexlesshate]

Cause you never think that the last time is the last time. You think there will be more. You think you have forever, but you don’t.

Meredith Grey, Grey’s Anatomy (via g-luecksmomente)

[delicatepoetry]

I don’t know when it happened, or why it happened. You just stopped. There were no more phone calls in the middle of the night when you couldn’t sleep, no more texts that read, “I miss you.” The only time you said I was beautiful, was when I asked if I was. It’s not that I needed your validation, I just missed hearing it. When you answered the phone your voice sounded dull, the excuses were, “I’m tired.” “I don’t feel well.” I never knew the right words to say until after the conversation ended, my talking just felt like crunching leaves under your feet. You’d walk over me subconsciously, I felt like I was the gum on the bottom of your shoe. You’d get rid of me faster than you’d let me stay. I always held on a little too tight, a little too long, I guess I was just waiting for the favor to be returned. But your arms became cemented to your sides, like walls around your soul. I became the vines growing up the bricks, trying to be tall enough to get a peek of what’s behind them. I never was tall enough, I never was good enough. Soon enough the I love you’s just slipped your mind, you forgot. I stopped noticing how long it took you to reply, it became our new normal. The nights we went without talking, the mornings that went without the good, the days we talked for five minutes, it was all normal. You stopped. So, I’ll stop. Or at least, I’ll try..

i.c. // "you stopped loving me" (via delicatepoetry)

[rabbitinthemoon-blog]

As time goes on, you’ll understand. What lasts, lasts; what doesn’t, doesn’t. Time solves most things. And what time can’t solve, you have to solve yourself.

Haruki Murakami  (via vehxt)