every time I remove one problematic 5’9” brunette with blue eyes and a beard from my life, god sends me another on hinge to swipe right on to prove I haven’t learned my lesson
Not today Justin

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Misplaced Lens Cap

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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@breakuppoetry
every time I remove one problematic 5’9” brunette with blue eyes and a beard from my life, god sends me another on hinge to swipe right on to prove I haven’t learned my lesson
The bad news is we will never go back to the way it used to be. The good news is we will never go back to the way it used to be.
- Nikita Gill
in retrospect…maybe totaling my car four days after meeting my ex was a sign
I must have written this in a dream, this is my life in a song word for word, right down to the month
sure of course walking around and seeing couples holding hands makes me sad, but only because it was something you never did with me
going home drunk for the first time post breakup and having to go home home and not to your boyfriend’s is the most depressing thing I’ve experienced in a while
gave myself the ick by breaking no contact and texting him
i’d never been one to have an addictive personality, and never truly understood those who do. quitting things had always been easy, until it came to you
back on my bullshit
(going through a breakup with the same man for the third time)
How do you process grief?
by running from it until it finds me in the middle of a sunny street on a beautiful day
dreaming about you
You left a thousand little ghosts in your wake. Every kindness you gave me, every quiet gesture that ruined me, you left the imprints of your fingertips across my life. And yes, there are still nights I miss you. I lay awake and watch these little ghosts haunt my memories. But I keep them safe. These last beautiful memories of you. I keep them safe.
- Nikita Gill
Missing my little family
How could you be so reckless with my heart?