Farewell

This is my getaway place. I reblog pictures I'm obsessed with, people I want to be, quotes that describe my life and things I'm going to do. Oh, & people I want to sleep with!

[followthelights2thecity]

I've been thinking about the right word to describe how I feel and I think I've settled on broken. I feel like I have no substantial life. I feel no acceptance. I feel no encouragement. I feel no love. But I see beauty. I look out my window and I see life. I hear birds. I see the sun. I feel the wind. I guess that's hope.

[curlsandstems]

May your skin get clearer and your love reciprocated in 2017

[the1movement]

The truth gets you exactly where you’re supposed to be, never regret telling it

Last night’s conversation (via the1movement)

[wont-time-love-us]

How much love do you have to give before you see he’s not worth it there should be a limit to the heart he’s allowed to steal. im trying to tell you you’re so much better off without him and love songs taste better when they aren’t bittersweet so get the taste of him out of your mouth before it’s too late. go on that date with that boy with the soft eyes and listen to his stories and kiss him against the movie theater wall and hold his hand during the movie because goddammit horror movies terrify you but there is something so thrilling about seeing one with him. wake up early on Sunday’s and go running and force yourself to learn to again love the songs that were his favorite because they were your favorite first and he doesn’t need to take them too. he might’ve been good for awhile but he’s not the same anymore. stop loving him. i promise everything will be so much brighter when you do.

let him go before he drags you down with him– Lily Rain (via wont-time-love-us)

[daisylongmile]

1. Sleep in the middle of the bed. This way you will wake and forget about all the empty space he doesn’t occupy. 2. Make breakfast for two. Burn the second batch of pancakes and laugh louder than the garbage disposal when you throw his helping down the sink. Drown yours in syrup and drink milk from the jug. 3. Don’t donate his old sweaters. No stranger deserves to smell like your heartache. Bury them in the backyard and don’t you dare give a eulogy. 4. Go to the bar and don’t take anyone home. Get drunk and take a taxi to the park downtown, the one with the goose that almost bit you last summer. 5. Flip off that fucker. Not the goose, but the bench; the ghost of him that follows you like a manic shadow. Scream at the waterfall you threw pennies into. Make new wishes, one he’ll never be a part of. 6. Be someone he’ll never be a part of.

– daisylongmile, “Can you please write me a "steps to getting over someone” poem please?“ (via daisylongmile)

[diamonds-dont-lie]

xx

[findingwordsforthoughts]

I hope that one day, When the dust settles And we meet again You’ll look at me and see Your biggest regret.

m.v., You should have made me stay (via findingwordsforthoughts)

[thegoddessfromhell]

Wake up. He doesn’t think about you at all. He doesn’t care. Maybe he did. But if he did, he could’ve done something about it won’t he? Now wake up girl. Work out. Get that dream body you’ve always wanted. Have fun. Party at that club downtown. Go out with your friends. Or go somewhere alone and enjoy it. Study. Aim for the best. Get the highest score in class. Do something you’ve never done. Be good at it too. Stop thinking about him. Do something for yourself. Because you’re worth it.

It’s okay to be selfish. (via pandainstripes)

[thoughtsofla-deactivated2017050]

I deleted a few pictures of you off my phone today along with some messages you had sent months back. Messages where you told me how much you loved and missed me and how bad you wanted to be with me. I don’t get those anymore, in fact, I don’t hear from you at all. I still miss you. I miss you when I lie awake in bed. I miss you when I wake up with heavy eyes in the morning. I miss you when I’m out with my friends. I miss you in the middle of a laugh. Yes, maybe I miss you a little too much. I always wonder how you are. I wonder if you’re happy; if you’re truly happy. I wonder if you still think about me or if I ever cross your mind. I wonder if you ever see or hear things that remind you of me. Like a movie I loved or a song I hated. Yes, I think about you a lot and it may not seem like it, but I guess…I miss you less than I did yesterday.

LA // excerpt from a book I’ll never write (via thoughtsofla)

[unsaidhabits]

I want to say that I’m sorry. I don’t know exactly for what, but I am. Genuinely. Because people don’t just leave without a reason

(via unsaidhabits)

[ranata-suzuki]

Let go of him you stupid girl. He let go of you the minute he walked away.

Ranata Suzuki - Note to self (via ranata-suzuki)

[followthelights2thecity]

On September 16, 2016, I realized that I don't believe in love. The people I thought I had loved are gone and as of now, I thought I still had love for them. I never fully trusted that any of them loved me either and I guess my realization right now only makes that theory more true. I mean what is love anyway? I mean I believe in love to an extent as far as family and friends are involved. But love in relationships? I mean it's basically us settling with someone that fills our void of being alone. They make us happy, for a little way anyway. We feel lucky to have them. We feel lost without them. But at one point or another, everyone wanders. It doesn't have to be physical unfaithfulness. But at one point everyone does something unfaithful to their partner. I know I have and I know every guy I've talked to has in return. I mean it's human nature I think, the curiosity. The unknown. The need for more attention. But that's not love to me. I think love is a real thing. To be in love though? Nah. I think we're just all scared of being alone and we become so attached to someone because we get comfortable with them. We truly are alone though. I don't know what is scarier, being alone or convincing yourself you're not alone.

[followthelights2thecity]

I'm so scared that one day I'm going to wake up, 60 and alone, and realize how I wasted my life and have nothing to show for it. I'm going to yearn for my days back because whether I'm 23 or 60, the idea of death scares the shit out of me.

[bewared]

I can’t believe I wasted all my wishes on you everytime I saw a shooting star.

[followthelights2thecity]

Today was the day I realized that I no longer believe in love.

[cwote]

Just a reminder in case your mind is playing tricks on you today: You matter. You’re important. You’re loved. And your presence on this earth makes a difference whether you see it or not. You’re going to be okay. 

[amourbebe]

Don’t think I need ya. I can chill and vibe alone, trust me.