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@dreadful-secrets
“I won’t tell you that I miss you, instead i’ll scribble in my notebook all the words that linger on my tongue but can never quite be released. I won’t tell you that I miss you, instead my pen will be the receiver of the months of unsaid words between us. I won’t tell you I miss you, instead i’ll spill my soul to my friend in hopes that the raw secrets that were given will be locked away. I won’t tell you that I miss you, instead i’ll mend my broken heart with the poisonous kisses of boys who are not you. I won’t tell you that I miss you, instead i’ll spend every waking hour being the perfect student pretending I’m not actually waiting for you to acknowledge my existence. I won’t tell you that I miss you, instead every word I say will be laced with the whisper of your name and the memories of you that you left to rot away.”
— i won’t tell you that i miss you, but you and i both know i do /// t.f.
“Oh how I wish I had the words to translate the mess in my mind”
— there are no words for how I feel // t.f.
Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch
My edit
I love transparency in relationships, platonic or romantic. I don’t wanna have to ask you how you feel about me. I wanna see it, feel it, and know it.
“here you are creating shrines of him in your fingertips, because that was the last part of you he touched. paving gold streets that all lead back to your shattered heart in hopes he’ll put the pieces back together just like a puzzle. tearing up the horrid memories of him imbedded in your mind to make you seem less crazy for loving him. here you are, trying to recreate a love between you two that was only ever one sided.”
— shrines, gold streets and fake memories will not make him love you /// t.f. (via allgedonic)
“I really want to tell you how much i miss you but I know i am no longer in any of your thoughts so I’ll just keep writing shitty poems in hope that one day you’ll find your way back to me”
— please find your way back i don’t know how to do this without you /// t.f. (via allgedonic)
“Oh how I wish I had the words to translate the mess in my mind”
— there are no words for how I feel // t.f. (via beschaedigung)
“And I hope to god you don’t think of me as temporary.”
— please let us last /// t.f.
This is just my edit but I fucking love this
“I just need a person” or “I just used a person”
I feel like the original way you read it says something about you.