just another girl in sad world(:

depression blog

[poetryforall]

[things-i-wish-i-saidd]

I remember once you used to cry at the thought that you have me.

You would tear up at the fear of losing me.

You would lock me up in your room covering me in kisses and telling me to never let you let me go.

You would write me poems about how much you loved me and missed me.

Your lips would shake even at the thought of touching mine.

It’s been almost two years, and I’m still here , falling in love with your memory.

[overthink20]

He‘s my everything, and i‘m just his something

[quotesthatstayedwithme]

[pink-heart-writes]

[moderndaymystic]

Intimacy is not just about sex. It's having heart-to-hearts, staying up all night talking, sharing childhood memories, thoughts, fears, dreams & hopes for the future. It's uncontrollable laughter, direct eye contact and feeling each other without touching - it's exchanging energy

[remanence-of-love]

[remanence-of-love]

[thepersonalquotes]

[remanence-of-love]

[paigeypaige19]

“Because when you love someone, you owe it to them to help them be the best version of themselves that they can be. And as much as it crushes me to admit this, the best version of you doesn’t include me.”― Colleen Hoover, November 9

[howifeltabouthim]

“He didn’t care for my tone of voice, or the way I moved, or what I said to him. Didn’t recognize it. Let him not recognize it. Little good it will do him to try to recognize me, to wonder who I am. Little good.”

— Catherine Lacey, from Biography of X

[babiefats]

For me, losing feelings is like the snap of a rubberband. —Stretched thin by trying to hold me to you while my heart drifts away.

It’s always a very sharp feeling that comes from a gradual distance. It’s always a stinging pain that soothes within seconds. —and doesn’t bruise.

[whirlwindofstuff]

[wolkenleere]

And I wondered what it was like to be chosen. I was never chosen. I was a maybe, a probably, sometimes even a definitely but never the one, never the chosen one.

Unknown

[noname-404s-blog]

[ramblesofcomfort]

Pick me apart, make me who you want me to be.

Make me who you want to love.

Make me easier to love.

Please

~ Meaghan. B