dis•sem•ble

to conceal one's true motives, feelings, or beliefs

[dissembled-thoughts]

oh honey, you seem to forget that i've been waiting for love for as long as i can remember. and i'll continue to wait an eternity before settling for someone who doesn't treat me for what i'm worth.

[dissembled-thoughts]

s/o to the girls who never got to experience high school romances or first heartbreaks and don't really know what to do with themselves when they meet someone in the future. it's gonna be okay. we're gonna figure it out. eventually being with the right person will feel like it's second nature.

[finding-kelsey]

I know I shouldn’t like you and god I’ve tried to convince myself to walk away from you. It’s bad for me to chase something I can’t have but every time I start to leave, I hear your laugh or you grab my hand and pull me right back in.

And I’m back where I started, continuing the cycle only to end in heartbreak (via finding-kelsey)

[dissembled-thoughts]

please don't do that. don't retreat behind your walls again. don't barricade yourself from me. i know we met at the wrong time and it's been hard for me to adjust. i know i'm taking out my frustrastions with myself out on you and i'm sorry. but i promise i'll get used to it. i promise i'll try to be as normal as possible, for the sake of both of us. just please please don't tear yourself apart from me. please don't leave me just because i'm having trouble coping.

just friends. (-via @dissembled-thoughts)

[dissembled-thoughts]

please, please don't let me fall if you won't be there to catch me. i don't think these bones can handle another earth-shattering collapse.

(via @dissembled-thoughts)

[ptrckstmph-blog]

it doesn’t matter how many “pretend to be dating” fics i read, i’m always fucking in it headfirst every time and i fall for that shit every time. i know the pattern i know the plot twists i know what’s gonna happen but every single fucking time i’m fucking on the edge of my seat wide-eyed whispering like “what’s gonna happen are they gonna fall in love” to myself like of course they are you fucking idiot this happens EVERY TIME but as soon as i see the description and it’s like “x person and x person pretend to do the dating” it’s eternal sunshine of the stupidest fucking mind over here

[dissembled-thoughts]

an open letter to my future husband

I'm sorry. I'm sorry that when you meet me i'm going to be a mess. I'm sorry that i let so many other guys come into my life before you. I'm sorry that i've let them slowly tear at the deepest parts of my soul. I'm sorry that i've let them stack brick after brick around my heart, shutting me off from the world. I'm sorry that you're going to have to work ten times harder to get to know me than you would to get to know some other girl. I'm sorry that you're going to want to tear your hair out by the roots and smash your head against a wall on days where i simply cannot be around you. I'm sorry that no matter what you say or do, i'll need reassurance at least three times that your intentions are genuine and that you mean what you say. I'm sorry that i'm going to constantly ask if you like me and that i'm going to apologize everyday for being too clingy, even if i'm not. I'm sorry that i'm going to read too much into every situation and cause issues that weren't even there in the first place. I'm sorry that loving me is going to be a full-time job but i promise, if you're in it for the long haul, i'll love you back more passionately than anyone has ever loved you before.

[dissembled-thoughts]

ever since i met you i've been dreaming about endless hugs and perfect smiles and oh my god what the hell are you doing to my mind

(via @dissembled-thoughts)

[cut3panda]

Having one of my “I really really want to cuddle” moods

[dissembled-thoughts]

I've been in this mood for the past month

[dissembled-thoughts]

and suddenly your pain seemed to hurt worse than mine because I knew I deserved the hurt I was dealing with, but you sure as hell didn't and to make it worse, you were so far away and there was nothing I could do to console your shattered soul.

(via @dissembled-thoughts)

[dissembled-thoughts]

I had dreamt of being in your arms so many times that once you finally wrapped me in your warm embrace, it felt like I was returning home.

and I had warned myself not to make a home out of another man's arms (via @dissembled-thoughts)

[dissembled-thoughts]

you were everything good for me, and he was the one everyone told me to stay away from, but the difference was the fact that my heart didn't swell up in my chest when I got a text from you and butterflies didn't erupt in my stomach when you held me in your arms and you were never the one my thoughts were constantly drawn back to. but my heart always exploded when he asked me how my day was and butterflies sent tingles throughout my entire body when his skin grazed mine and he was the one my thoughts constantly revolved around.

(via @dissembled-thoughts)

[nsfwclifford]

Michael’s Broken Home vocals

[piscesicon]

[dissembled-thoughts]

you became the only face I wanted to see after one of my usual weeks from hell. and that scared the hell out of me because it meant you were starting to take up just a little bit more space in my mind than you had the day before.

(via @dissembled-thoughts)

[leatherbounddiaries]

The hardest thing about being a teenager is finding validation for your belief system. We are spoon-fed ideal lifestyles by people from a completely different generation with a completely different perception of the world who will always think they ‘know better’ because of their age. When you are young, you are patronised, constantly. Told that you are still growing, still learning, and that you will understand all of this when you are older. But teenagehood has changed, completely, even just in the last decade. We are growing up ENTIRELY DIFFERENTLY to how our parents grew up. We are a new generation and we deserve a voice that comes from within us, not from middle aged women writing coming of age novels using grotesquely deformed 'text language’ and petty stereotypes like PLEASE we may be young but we can think for ourselves and we have thoughts and opinions that are just as valid as everybody else’s because emotional maturity comes from when you stop to actually mentally digest this idea that we have to conform to the society that has been handed to us. We have been given a sickened, dying society. We are here to change it. Listen to us speak.

[httpmoi]

[dissembled-thoughts]

I believe that you can meet the right person at the wrong time and I believe that is where we stand right now. So call me when you have your life figured out and I'll call you when I've got mine and we'll meet for coffee in New York City because that's the place where dreams come true, and you've always been like a dream to me.

my love, I'm sorry but this has to wait (via @dissembled-thoughts)