D E P R E C I A T E . ( ap. )

all he wants is to be better .

[thelovejournals]

You’re not in love with me, not really, you just love the way I always made you feel. Like you were the centre of my world. Because you were. I would have done anything for you.

Abby McDonald

[wnq-writers]

If they leave and you feel like your soul has been ripped out of you, they mattered.

jadeprincess13 

[wordsnquotes]

Well, it’s either kiss me or kill me, that’s how I see it.

Tom Waits

[wnq-writers]

I missed you so much but even when you are with me I miss you so damn much I forget your voice until I get to hear it again knowing, that I will forget it again I really am so afraid of losing you.

zx-a // to you

[wnq-writers]

How do I erase this feeling
 Empty
 Yet so full of emotions 
Alone
 Yet surrounded by people 
Alive 
Yet somehow so dead inside

wedriveourselvesinsane

[wnq-writers]

I am so tired. I am so, so tired trying to prove my recovery. Sometimes I just feel so bad and people never help. It feels like people are out to get me and force me into relapsing. Sometimes relapsing feels easier than fighting it. I am so, so tired. Please stop. You don’t even know, I’m doing this more for you than for myself. Please stop.

dream-soluna 

[wnq-writers]

i want to disappear out of my mind out of my heart

dewdropheart 

[wnq-writers]

I hope you never feel the same need. I hope you never feel the same pain. I hope you never feel like it’s all too much. I hope you never feel torn. I hope you never feel let down. I hope you never feel unwanted. I hope you never feel unappreciated. I hope you never feel like me.

acatandatypewriter 

[wnq-writers]

so I sit and wait in the corner, until I appear to matter.

suigener-is 

[wnq-writers]

Not loving myself was the first and the last mistake to losing you.

theforestsecrets 

[wnq-writers]

I’m afraid to look at something that was so familiar and not recognize you at all.

feelings-of-wanderlustt 

[wnq-writers]

My heart; always broken, never the breaker.

blueemelancholia 

[wnq-writers]

I can’t tell you all about how you make my heart warm everytime you say the words I never thought I needed to hear. I can’t even sit too close to you. I can’t stop noticing the distance I am keeping. I can’t show you how much your existence means to me, or how much I’m grateful for having you in my life. I can’t move and talk normally around you because I can’t be careless. I can’t let you misunderstand. I love you in all ways possible except that one. I can’t love you the way you love me. I just can’t. I’m sorry.

waferqueen 

[wnq-writers]

What a shame it is, to feel your soul mate drift away.

xcallmexprincess 

[wnq-writers]

Do not let the pain win.
Do not let it carve a hollow space in your soul.
Instead let it sit.
Stop it in its track and hold it still, right in the middle of yourself.
Let the pain be searing 
and feel every minute of it.
You have to trick into thinking it’s winning
That is what it’s going to take to keep your soul strong.
Let the pain hurt so bad and so immensely that you don’t even know if it’s real.
If the pain doesn’t burn then you aren’t allowing it to. 
You have to feel everything in order to gather in one place and surprise it by taking hold.
And then you have to let it all go. You’re going to beat this Because you’re worth so much more Than the pain you’re feeling right now.

Joey to Mack

[wnq-writers]

Yes, I am hard to deal with. I am selfish. I am territorial. What is mine, is mine alone. I don’t want others to share you with me. I tend to be low-spirited and has a low confidence with myself. I easily give up, even if it means letting go of you. I tend to push people away from me for I am afraid of attachments. I don’t want be hurt again. I am scared of hopes that may arise. You are sweet and caring. I am just not ready to love again yet. I don’t understand myself. I am complicated. Yes, I am hard to deal with but please don’t give up on me.

c.i.j. // i won’t

[wnq-writers]

You feel like home and I can’t exactly tell you what that means but since I’ve met you my feet can touch the ground

Nicholas A Browne | Stability