stressed&depressed

i'm both happy and sad at the same time, and i'm still trying to figure out how that could be

[lettersfrom-s]

I still dream about you sometimes. I don’t know what that says about me, but every time I do, I wish I could’ve slept longer.

— Letters from S

[blossomfully]

Sue Zhao

[thealfaguy]

[yuyuuyuyuu-deactivated20230726]

[tearstainedwrists]

[lilsaturns]

anything I’ve lost was never meant for me in the first place.

[clowninagown]

I think I’m really getting there 👩🏾‍🎤

[vince-van-gosh-deactivated20200]

my parents have never showed me what a healthy relationship should look like, but at least they showed me how my relationship should never look like

thank you for this lesson

[everythings-reminding-me-of-you]

This😭

[kaprees-blog]

— c.v (confidently-lost)

[cestlaviepeople]

[wishing-for-deathx]

I still think about how you looked at me when you first saw me. I think about how I made you laugh for the first time. The sound of your laugher? It was music to my ears. I remember when you kissed me the first time, it was in my car and I forgot how to drive for a few seconds. I remember all the plans we made and how terrified I was to believe any of it. I couldn’t believe this was happening to me. I remember when you liked talking to me and how you would want to meet me. I rememeber your eyes, so beautiful and sad, just like you. Big brown eyes, I could look into them all day. I remember every tiny detail.

But that’s the problem, I remember all of it and you don’t.

[conscious-love]

Sincerely_Oghosa ~ Twitter

[conscious-love]

[safe-to-say-fuck-off]

It’s such a shame, we’ll never find out what we could have been.

[shmwrites]

the hardest thing i had to do this year was not to remember you as the person who loved me in ways no one else ever had before but to remember you as the person who left me broken in ways i didn’t think i could break.

it doesn’t matter how you loved me, it matters how you left me.

[phpoetry]

“And I just don’t want to wait for someone to figure out what they want, only for it to turn out not to be me”

— P.H.