[ordfranord]

“at gå sin vej fra det menneske man allerhelst vil være sammen med”

— overhørt

[at14]

Your future needs you, your past doesn’t

[abcmsw]

og pludselig i midten af min helt almindelige dag blev jeg mindet om synet af hans krop og hvordan jeg stadig kan huske hver en centimeter og så tænkte jeg på om han mon også kan huske min men heldigvis har den ændret sig så meget at den han kendte ikke længere er den jeg har nu

[if98]

“If it breaks your heart but opens your eyes, take that as a win.”

[yourlocalnymphh]

Zainab Aamir

[manimmichelle]

trying to heal, while trying to grieve, while trying to live, while trying to forgive, while trying to love, while trying to be loved

[htvpgenny]

Losing you wasn’t just painful, it was fucking damaging also. It wasn’t me sitting down on a couch surrounded by my friends as we watched movies and ate food to try and forget you. It was me staying up at four in the morning because the thought of you was so fucking strong I couldn’t even close my eyes without seeing your face. It was me swallowing thickly and blinking back tears every time I was in public, the hole in my chest causing my breaths to come out shaky rather than normal. It was me laughing at things for no reason as my stomach turned because the urge of falling apart was getting stronger. It was me crying at random hours during the day and me not wanting to get up out of bed. It wasn’t just me staring blankly at your number, deciding whether or not if I should call you. It was me throwing my phone at the wall and breaking it, because I was drunk again and the thought of you ever changing your information terrified me. It was me deleting our conversations and regretting it because now I couldn’t know where we had went wrong. It fucking hurt, losing you had hurt and I wasn’t ever able to forget that kind of pain.

[aidashakur]

when you find you again… don’t let you go.

[bareendnuenpige]

Nogle dage føler jeg at jeg har så mange venner, at der ikke er tid nok til at ses med alle.

Og så er der andre dage, hvor jeg ikke føler, at jeg har nogen venner og ikke aner hvad jeg skal gøre af mig selv

[consecuences]

[koldthjerte]

jeg ved ikke hvad der er mest bipolart, mit humør eller det danske vejr

[forblivgylden]

jeg savner dig

mere end jeg husker dig

[fleurs-la-vanille]

Fredag aften

Maven vrider.

Det gør ondt.

100 tanker intet giver mening

Beskeder ændrer sig efter man trykker send

Græder

Og græder meget

Tårerne triller og er varme

Angst

Hyperventilerer

Snot og flere tanker

Trykken om brystet

Og tanken om hvad der var engang

Vrider sig rundt i sengen for kroppen og sindet er i ubalance.

Alting gør ondt

Lad det nu bare være stille

[lightergas]

Jeg har altid følt ting tidobbelt

[yamsrod]

og lige som man tror, at man er ok, så bliver man bare lammet af en rigtig øv-følelse i form af, ikke at ane hvad du laver længere. kender du det?

[bpd-bbyg]

[earthtodes]

My problem is I never healed I just kept going