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[hereliesmybrokenheart]

When you try to erase the memories of him, you also will erase the side of you that once spent time with him.

You lose him and a part of yourself (via hereliesmybrokenheart)

[pbnjae]

la flame🔥

[hereliesmybrokenheart]

When our timing is up, I know forgetting you will be hard. I know that from the moment I met you that you will be hard to forget. We share everything, from music tastes to favorite novels. Our favorite song will be playing for a long time on our favorite radio station. Every time I see a car that resembles yours, I will be thinking of you. When I want to reread that novel, instead of reading, I will be thinking of you when you introduce me to that novel. Instead forgetting you, remembering you is all I will do because a part of you keep appearing in my life.

Excerpt from the book I’ll never write #30 (via hereliesmybrokenheart)

[babil6]

[princesconsuela]

[teenagehipst3r]

[tullipsink]

Someday someone is going to love you as much as you loved everyone else and I hope to god, you’ll let that happen.

A.M.// let yourself be loved (via tullipsink)

[stability]

[allyshiiittt]

but what’s worse… talking to him as a friend when you love him with all your heart or not talking to him at all?

(via schreaming)

[forgottenfeeelings]

I want you so bad but you’re too good for me.

I wish I would be good enough (via forgottenfeeelings)

[blossomfully]

I wanted to say something: “I’m sorry,” or perhaps “fuck you.” I wanted to say, “I let you in and you abused that position of trust.” But no no no. I wanted to say, “kiss me please please, we can forget everything.” Or maybe, maybe I just wanted to say, “I forgive you. You’re not sorry but I still forgive you.

S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #262  (via blossomfully)

[blossomfully]

And here was the truth: he’d moved on so I told everyone that I was over it as well. But it ended up being the worst decision I ever made because then I didn’t even get to talk about missing him.

S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #296 (via blossomfully)

[isobutane-deactivated20140915]

Please, I want so badly for the good things to happen.

Sylvia Plath, 3 months before her suicide.  (via portails)

[asking-the-death]

[peteneems]

[antimoons]

[sheisrecovering]