Wicked

[tamper]

[thegoodvybe]

[pre-party]

[wordsoncanvas]

“you’ll stop hurting. believe me. you’ll stop hurting the day you fall in love with someone who has the same meaning of love as you.”

— Ruby Dhal, “Meaning”

[minus-the-negative]

Say whatever you can, whenever you can: minusthenegative.com

[beautifulimpairment]

“you can’t cheat on someone you love. if you do cheat, then you didn’t really love them. you were just in love with the idea of loving them.”

— ruby dhal

[lilpieceofmyworld]

[vangoghspeach]

You could set me on fire

And I would still love you

Because my heart won’t stop feeling

Even when my head tells me to run from you

Lola P. ( vangoghspeach)

[loveshocks]

[unsaidhabits]

You know what I’ve learnt? That you don’t care. And you never did. Sure, you told me that I was your girl and that you loved me but you don’t ignore someone you care about. You don’t shut the door on them and lock it. All I can do is look through the keyhole into your life and watch you be happy. How can you be so happy without me?

(via unsaidhabits)

[fairytales-arent-real-here]

[nolimitwords]

“Have you moved on?” He whispered, almost as if he didnt want to hear the answer. She paused, but only for a short moment. “I….I’m not sure. Its changed, everything’s changed. Its been 9 months now. I dont think of you every time I see the ocean, or think about how freaking cold you must be all the time.” She laughed. “But… it’s when I’m lonely, or need something to think about. I automatically go to you. Over that past year, I think I trained myself to do this. But I cant, not anymore. Its not fair.” “What’s not fair?” “Everything. Us. The fact that whenever I think of someone to fall back on, it’s you.“

It’s always been you | a.m (via nolimitwords)

[3amwritting]

When he saw her, he realized how much she had changed. Her stomach had flattened and her body gained more shape, Her hair longer and darker than ever, falling in large curls. Her usual scars and imperfections had left her face, Revealing even more of her sun kissed skin. Her laugh was louder and her smile was brighter. And for the first time in 8 months he noticed her beauty, And realized he had lost her

-A.P (via 3amwritting)

[itsalrightnottofeelok]

1.The first time he told you he loved you, you were sitting in his car after your first fight and you could feel the love in your lungs and your ears dancing to words they thought they would never hear. Deep down, you knew a day would come when it would all come crashing down. You asked him to never say them words again. You were such a smart girl, what happened? 2. He tantalized you with the idea of a future together. Something that is so cruel he should be punished by law for. 3. He took your soul and your heart and cushioned your fears with kisses and hugs and empty promises. He brought you on long walks where he told you that you were exactly perfect for him and you were all he would ever need. He confessed he was afraid you would leave him for a bigger adventure. You stupidly assured him you never would, oblivious to the reality that it would be him to leave you. It was him that decided you weren’t enough. 4. Then one day you two got into a fight that he caused over some girl whose name he wont remember in a year but you’ll remember for the rest of your life. Then he just left. He left your heart gasping for air at your feet as he drove away for the last time. He made your whole body scream with pain so loud you believed you would either die of a broken heart or be arrested for a noise complaint. That is when you accepted that, contrary to what you believed, you probably loved him more. That was when you knew he was gone forever. 5. You called your friends and they entertained your empty hours and broken heart for a couple of weeks. They assured you “you’ll be fine.” Do not listen to them. It is a disservice to minimize your pain. It will get better and in a couple of months you’ll be smiling again, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt now. Let yourself weep for him for a while, but when you read this again, I hope it didn’t destroy you. 6. You’ll beg him to come down and be with you. You’ll give yourself to him to try and make him remember what you taste like. Don’t do this again. He already knows what you taste like. He will tell you it changes nothing and that he doesn’t miss you. You were so broken you thought that every limb on your body was falling off from words you never could have believed were true a month beforehand. Never forget he said these words and never forget how calm he was when you believed your world was ending. 7. You’ll see him at parties and want to sit beside him just to feel his hand on your knee and smell his cologne that reminds you of home. But you smiled like you hadn’t a care in the world. Be proud of that. You smiled through a burning heart. 8. The tightness in your chest and the burning in your throat is not from the cigarettes you smoked the night before. It’s the absence of him weighing down on you. 9. Anytime you want to call him or feel like you need him, remember that you have never received a call from him. You’ll need him for 100 reasons and he wont need you for one.

itsalrightnottofeelok

- A letter I wrote to myself when I first felt heartbreak .

(via itsalrightnottofeelok)

[vividparacosm]

I would have done anything for you; and I don’t mean that I would take a bullet for you, even though I would make my body a shield to ensure your safety. No, no. I mean I would have done anything for you. I would have put band-aids and stitches on all of the cuts and scrapes that other people have left on your body. I would have put my favorite jacket on the ground, would have picked up all of the rocks on the street, just to make sure that your steps were safe. I would have given up my house, all of the lights and electricity because you were my home and my source of energy. I would have given up my life, whether that meant being your Kevlar vest or being the person who held your hand as we ran away together, I would have been there. I would have kissed you in the pouring rain, would have danced until we got a cold and were stuck in bed for a week, would have put a blanket on the hood of my car and watched the stars on a dangerous cliff that screamed cheesy. I would have given you a ring, and to shit with diamonds. I would have given you a ring that cost a quarter, and I would have known that you loved it. I would have watched you at our wedding, would have cried, would have felt my heart expand to the size of Jupiter because I finally would have understood how it felt to have something so delicate, so imperfect, so wondrous, be a piece of me. I would have written you letters every single day about why I loved you because every day I discovered something new. I would have spit my love for you in the face of anyone who dared not to believe it. I would have chased a train, would have gone across the world, would have written you a billion songs so that every moment of every day you would know how I cared. I would have done it all. I promise, I would have. You just never gave me a chance. My “I love you”, my “I would do anything for you”, my “please, don’t do this,” was not enough. You still turned around that day. You still had my Kevlar around your heart and my anything somewhere between the Atlantic Ocean and Atlantis. So, because of you, I learned not to do anything for the next person that would walk into my life. Because of you, I had taken a bullet. I just never imagined that the bullet’s entrance would come from behind, that the person with the bulletproof vest would brutally murder the person who had given it to them. No, no. That’s not what love is supposed to be, is it? Because of you, I learned that love was not about how much you were willing to do for them. Love was just brutal. Love was just agony. Love was stepping into the arms of someone else, and knowing that by the end, one of you will have held the gun while the other fell to the ground. It is inevitable. You would do anything for them. Even if that anything is to let them end your ability to love. Because of you, I lost my opportunity to give my anything to a person who deserved anything.

(e.p.) // “You have taken something from me. From everyone who tried to love me, and from everyone who walked away as they realized they would fail.” (via vividparacosm)

[nolimitwords]

What do you miss the most about him?” “I’m not sure,” she whispered, looking down to the ground, “I’m not even sure if I do miss him. I miss the memories, and I miss talking to him and the way he made me feel. But I still don’t know if miss him, you know?“

am i supposed to miss him? | a.m (via nolimitwords)

[bookshelves-and-brightlights-de]

“I can’t give you anything. You deserve better than that.” I looked down at the floor with teary eyes, whispering softly, “I never wanted you to give me anything. I just wanted you.”

I still do (via lovefreeanddiehard)