“I’m always here if you need me.”
Except, I’m too stubborn to ask.
I have too much pride.
And in those moments, I’d rather be held by the shadows than be disappointed again.
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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One Nice Bug Per Day
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Game Changer & Make Some Noise
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“I’m always here if you need me.”
Except, I’m too stubborn to ask.
I have too much pride.
And in those moments, I’d rather be held by the shadows than be disappointed again.
I'm tired.
Of having to surround myself with people everyday just to stay distracted.
Of having to sleep on the couch so I don't have to worry about waking up with you inside me.
Of having to pretend I'm okay because I don't ever want to be treated the way you treated me.
You took away my love of solitude, of sleep but worst of all you took away my trust.
I'm tired of people, of late nights and faking the laughter.
I'm tired of saying I'm okay.
I'm just, tired.
It doesn't matter who holds me at night.
I'm always scared it'll be you I wake up next to.
I have such a desire to sleep and am so much behind my sleep. A good night, one good night and all this nonsense will be swept away.
Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea (via books-n-quotes)
What you did to me doesn't matter.
At least that's what it felt like when some of my best friends followed you back on your new Instagram despite knowing what you did.
Breitachklamm, Philipp Heigel
Madness is not hysteria. It can be very quiet…
Anne Sexton, A Self-Portrait in Letters (via books-n-quotes)