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your understanding is limited by your experience
Your fingers push at the edges. You’re so close but still separate. You grasp at the seams but deep down you know you will never tear them.
we are not meant to be together but when we force it it looks so pretty
sometimes I have to remind myself that I am a very small person in a hugely vast universe and that therefore, in the grand scheme of things, my problems are even smaller than I am.
I like being sad. I feel like I’m myself when I’m down, like this is how I’m suppose to be, and I’m fine with it. I don’t fancy being joyful. Joy feels like I ate something really weird and I’m repulsed by the sweetness. A lot of people say it’s not healthy to be this way, but I live comfortably. I’m happy.
you know, they’re not as important as you think they are.
i am sorry that your world is not beautiful enough for you to be happy
I’ll always love you, but you can’t be a part of my life anymore. Not in the way you once were
I'm sorry if I let you down, but it's time I lifted myself up.
i don't like who i am and i no longer see viable ways to change myself for the better
i miss the smell of your laundry detergent and how soft your hair was. i miss kissing your cheeks and holding you while you cried. i miss how you loved life and all it's beautiful things but felt an irrational hatred for yourself, even though you were life's loveliest creation.