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@anyfoolcanbehappy
Look, we are not unspectacular things. We’ve come this far, survived this much. What
would happen if we decided to survive more? To love harder?
What if we stood up with our synapses and flesh and said, No. No, to the rising tides.
— Ada Limón, from “Dead Stars,” published in The Cortland Review
Grief, I’ve learned, is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give but cannot. All of that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.
unknown (via unshrink)
Death Cab for Cutie.
Sometimes I just need to not feel the world collapsing around me.
I don’t need you anymore
I knew coming back here was a mistake. I knew that I never should have come back. I'm not coming back. I don't know if I'll ever see you again and that thought used to terrify me and now it's actually kind of comforting. Because every time I see you I expect you to have grown up, I expect things to change and they just don't. I still have a knot in my stomach because you tied it there. You're why I don't trust people anymore Daniel, there are a lot of other reasons but you're one of them now. I will never understand why things have to be this way, but apparently they do and I need to learn to accept that, just put you in your emotional box and never open it again. Because you're never going to care about anyone but yourself. And I have to learn to be okay with that. I have to remember that I deserve more than that.
Raise your hand if you’re straddling the line between crippling anxiety and not giving any fucks about anything
i hope manners is the next cool trend
Sometimes I worry about what I'm doing. I worry that I'm asking too much of myself. And when I see people who won't make time for me, I wonder then, how it feels when I don't make time for other people. Even if I don't know the motivation behind it, I do recognize the tendency, the lack of committal of even an hour out of the day for coffee. Even if that's true, feeling like you just don't fit into someone's life at all does not feel good. It never will. I wish I could say that I'm not the exact same way.
*needs to pick better stupid boys.*
Forgive the past. It is over. Learn from it and let go. People are constantly changing and growing. Do not cling to a limited, disconnected, negative image of a person in the past. See that person now. Your relationship is always alive and changing.
Brian L. Weiss (via watchhisjawdrop)
Trying to remember this philosophy.
There's a weird thing that happens when the seasons change. People's reactions, their thoughts and feelings. They just go haywire until their systems adjust properly. What did you think was going to happen? What were you expecting? That I wasn't going to call you on your bullshit? You should know better. If there's one thing I've always done it is call you on your shit. Maybe things are different now, maybe they could be. But don't you dare think for one second that things are going to be the same. They'll be different or they simply won't be at all. I'm not sure what part of that you're so vehemently opposed to, but it must be something, otherwise I just don't understand what your fucking problem could possibly be.
I'm just so tired of being alone.
Yo. Do not drink and snap.
So dumb. Alcohol makes people have stupid conversations that a person of their right mind would not have. I am so annoyed, because that’s the only way for me to not manipulate the situation because I am a piece of shit overthinker who should not get what she wants.
UUUUGH. Now we’re in the weird you’re sober now but you’re really going to keep this up bullshit limbo.
It's okay to be lonely and miss things and people. It's okay to be those things but know when you're doing it. Be aware of it. It's okay to be those things, just don't act on them.
I don't owe you shit. LALALALA.
Just a thought.
A strange thing happens when the universe gives things back to you. You're faced with the recognition that maybe, just maybe, this is not a thing that you wanted after all. Even if it's nice to remember it for a minute or two. Nice to have a conversation with, even. I've come to believe that the universe returning people is often a test of the changes you've made and the person you've become. Seeing changes in other people shows you the changes you've made on your own, and a forced realization of just how long it's been.
