strings of words

content.

[revenantplasme]

i almost cried when i saw this for the first time

[kinkysweetpea-blog]

and i cried every night in hopes you’d love me the way i loved you. and still my tears weren’t enough to drown the neglect.

mads.

[darlinghoneysweetheart]

I DON’T WANT TO LOVE YOU, I DON’T WANT TO LOVE ANYONE WHO DOESN’T LOVE ME, I DON’T WANT TO LOVE SOMEONE WHO DOESN’T MISS ME WHEN I’M GONE, I DON’T WANT TO LOVE SOMEONE WHO CAN’T STOP THINKING ABOUT ANOTHER GIRL, I DON’T WANT TO LOVE SOMEONE WHO FORGETS ABOUT ME, I DON’T WANT TO LOVE SOMEONE WHO WOULD WILLINGLY LET ME GO, I DON’T WANT TO LOVE SOMEONE WHO DOESN’T THINK I’M WORTH IT, I DON’T WANT TO LOVE SOMEONE WHO WOULD CHOOSE ANOTHER OVER ME OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN, I DON’T WANT TO LOVE SOMEONE WHO ALMOST LOVED ME.

[wefucked-up]

I wanted you to hold me , I wanted you and I cried for you , and I hated you because I would’ve chosen you no matter what and you took that away from me

The best of me

[darlinghoneysweetheart]

i woke up thinking about you today, i rolled over and checked my phone, as if there might be a text waiting for me, hoping against reason that there would be, but there wasn’t. i knew there wouldn’t be, but i can’t seem to be rid of this foolish hope that one of these days you’ll wake up and realize you made a mistake when you chose her. i keep waiting for you to love me, after all this time, after everything we’ve been through, i’m still waiting for you.

[celesteapollon]

“I wanted to spend an eternity of intertwined hands and late night walks with you.”

- maybe in another life

[not-hard-to-love]

[blossomfully]

Sue Zhao - @blossomfully

[i-wrotethisforme]

My PIN number to this day is my second grade best friends birthday. There are people I don’t talk to anymore whose families are still in my prayers. There are shirts I wear to bed from exes of 8 years ago who are married now with kids. And I haven’t found a macaroni salad recipe better than my college boyfriend’s mom’s. Our lives are made up of so many people and when people become parts of our lives, some parts remain long after they leave. And in the same exact way, it’s comforting to know there are so many lives you’re still a part of that you have no idea about.

[thezeroquotes]

You're the kind of person I wanna be with when I want to be alone.

— Eleanor & Park

[flowercrownsofsummer]

i thought i had had my first love before. but i met him - and i fell for him. and he did too. so we loved each other. with all our broken parts. we loved so hard yet we didn't understood each other's love. he had that innocent dream about ending up with me. though i had a bad feeling from the very beginning that that was not meant to be. we were very different from the start. but we thought that maybe our love would be enough. and with time we eventually realized that we were too different to be together. because love doesn't mean compatibility. we learned what we want and need in a significant other. and it hit us the hard, the things we couldn't sacrifice. i know that my toxic sense of love was a big part of what drove us through a dead end. and i know that my pride has hurt him over and over. and i know i've said that i hate him a few times. i know that my anger is blinding and i told him i don't even know how i feel about him anymore. but when you strip me apart - you'll see, never once those times did i not love him - and i do not think there will be a time when i don't love him. because he was my first love. he was all my first. the one that knew me better than anyone. the one that i hurt one too many times. the one that i will never forget.

firsts

[flowercrownsofsummer]

“I wanted to ask you, if I ever did matter to you. But then I realized that it’s not going to change anything. You’ll still be gone, and I’ll still be lost.”

— A.A // also, im afraid if i ask you i will break to pieces and the wind will scatter them and i will never be able to find myself and be whole again

[flowercrownsofsummer]

“I know that we’ll probably never see each other anymore. But maybe in a distant future we’ll meet again, in a different city, in a different situation, and maybe, just maybe, we might fall in love with each other.”

— A.A // there is still hope

[flowercrownsofsummer]

“A letter to the brokenhearted girls who are trying so hard to move on: Moving on isn’t easy, and I don’t think it ever will be. You know, I spent six whole months crying over him, regretting what had happened, wishing that I could turn back time, and desperately waiting for his call before I realized that there is no reason for me to be miserable. He’s gone. We’re over. It’s taken me six long months to realize that there are still a lot of guys in the world, and they’re so much better than him. You might think that he was the only one for you and you messed it up. You might think that he was the only person who ever truly cared about you. You might think that you would rather be dead than live without him. But believe me, there are still other guys who are so much better than him. There are other guys in the world who will care for you so much better than he ever did if only you give them a chance. If only you let go. If only you let them in. In the end, it’s really your own choice. To be happy or miserable. The decision is in your hand. All this time you’ve been choosing to be miserable over him. I think you should really take the first plane to happiness. Yes, I’ve finally moved on. Yes, the wound still hurts at times. But it only hurts when you touch it. So stay away from it. Forget it even exists. Fake it ‘till you make it. Seriously, stop being miserable. What past is past.”

— A.A // unsent letters

[flowercrownsofsummer]

“You say you’ve made friends with loneliness. But the truth is you’re still scared of being left alone with it.”

— A.A

[flowercrownsofsummer]

“I’ve moved on,” I whisper. “But, sometimes at night when everyone else is asleep, there’s this innocent voice nagging within me screaming ‘Do you miss me? Do you wish we didn’t end like this?”

— A.A // he’s still gone when I’m done with the bottle. Truth.

[flowercrownsofsummer]

“You think you fell in love with him. But maybe, You fell in love with his words, Maybe, You fell in love with his attention, Maybe, You fell in love with the things he did for you. But you didn’t fell in love with him. You fell in love with the thought of him.”

— A.A // you didn’t