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“i don’t have a favorite flower,” she responds.

knowing that in the back of her mind the answer is really tulips, but she doesn’t want to admit that anymore.

admit that you were once apart of her.

admit that you once betrayed her, left her, broke her.

admit that still after all of this time that all of her favorite things stem from you.

admit that she thought the pain would end a week after the betrayal.

a month,

six months,

to now six years…

still betrayed and stung, like the wound just happened yesterday.

She has done everything to rid you of herself.

She has done everything to find herself without you lingering, but you still do.

so she finally lies the next time someone asks, “what’s your favorite flower?”

“i don’t have a favorite flower,” she responds.

but really it’s tulips.

#i don’t have a favorite flower

I changed 5 times,

I contemplated my looks in the mirror 40.

I wore my second favorite perfume,

in hopes you’d catch the fragrance.

I knew I would see you,

maybe I accidentally spoke you into existence,

or maybe it’s just a small town on a Friday night.

I saw you.

You saw me.

And I changed 5 times,

looked in the mirror 40,

contemplated my looks,

and wore my second favorite perfume,

to not even get a “Hi,”

but at least I saw your beautiful smile.

it hurts giving yourself to someone knowing you’ll never cross paths purposely again. when you never crossed paths purposely to begin with.

aaaangel444

#Spotify

rm-drake-lines

things-i-wish-i-could-say

“And you tried to change, didn’t you? Closed your mouth more. Tried to be softer, prettier, less volatile, less awake… You can’t make homes out of human beings. Someone should have already told you that. And if he wants to leave, then let him leave. You are terrifying, and strange, and beautiful. Something not everyone knows how to love.”

— Warsan Shire, For Women Who Are Difficult To Love (via hello-lolo)

thejazzvoid

Things To Say When Someone Sneezes

-You need Jesus.

-I’ve always wanted to be able to do that.

-Say that again, one more time, I dare you.

-You’re a menace to society.

-Awww yesss, this is my jAM. Those are some sick beats right there. 10/10; would listen again.

-*continue screaming for 10 minutes*

-Kids these days.

-*in a defeated-sounding voice*…Why?

-Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nAGL FHTAGN.

phpoetry

“3 months, that’s all it took for me to fall in love with you. The way you wear your hat backwards Because your hair’s too long and covers your face. The way we always sit so close our feet touch. The way you greet me with the biggest smile I’ve ever seen, And I swear it could light up any room. Your carefree nature, Your endless support, Your laughs, Your goofy grins, The way you tease me about my height. It took just 91 days for me to fall in love with it all… And only one day for me to realize you didn’t feel the same.”

— P.H.