3am thoughts

We all have to find a place to escape.

[abandonedsuicidaldream]

[forgotten-dimples]

Because losing someone isn't an occasion or an event. It doesn't just happen once. It happens over and over again. I lose you every time I pick up your favourite coffee mug; whenever that one song plays on the radio, or when I discover your old t shirt at the bottom of my laundry pile.

Losing You // Lang Leav

[cheseuka]

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I’ve been listening to this a lot lately, before I go to sleep and, whenever I feel like the world has turned it’s back on me again.

Logan Lerman (Charlie) reading the poem from Perks of Being a Wallflower. This is a deleted scene from the movie. (credit)

[forgotten-dimples]

And I wonder if anyone is really happy. I hope they are. I really hope they are.

The Perks Of Being A Wallflower

[liyisaqueen-deactivated20170606]

I’ll have a better day tomorrow. I’ll have a better day tomorrow. I’ll have a better day tomorrow. I’ll have a better day tomorrow. I’ll have a better day tomorrow. I’ll have a better day tomorrow. I’ll have a better day tomorrow. I’ll have a better day tomorrow.

I keep saying to myself. (via naturalqueen-official)

[emmalevinson-blog]

Love is like a stair case going down is easy you just fall and then you’re at the bottom you’ve fallen in love. falling out of love is much harder you can’t fall back up the staircase so you have to climb back up but while you are climbing little things push you back down the staircase so you have to fight it and  slowly, painfully climb back up the staircase

i can’t unlove you (via emmalevinson)

[forgotten-dimples]

If you love a flower, don't pick it up. Because if you pick it up it dies and it ceases to be what you love. So if you love a flower, let it be. Love is not about possession. Love is about appreciation.

Osho

[loveserum-deactivated20191021]

I guess in the end what really kills you is the part of you that knows that it could have worked out. It could have, should have, would have, if you weren’t so fucking sensitive or too fucking sad all the time or if you didn’t cry too much for him to handle. It could’ve worked out, but he couldn’t fucking take you even though he said he’d stay when it still felt like you two against the world. Now it’s you, and your constant high, and you can’t help but think, would he love me now? Glassy eyes and laughter spilling out instead of actual conversations and walking the tightrope between too sober and too gone and you can’t help but think, maybe he’d love me like this. Maybe he’d love me now that I’m too numb to feel anything, let alone be myself.

(via sorryalways)

fuck, this hits me hard

(via theunderaverage)

[goincoastal]

[forgotten-dimples]

It's so hard when you miss someone but it's been so long you can't talk about it anymore. You should have moved on, you should be over them. But it's eating you away every day. You'll be walking down the street and your mind will wander and it will hit you like a knife in the stomach. All the memories come flooding back, the tears blurring your vision. How can your mind be so focused on a person who wouldn't even give you a second thought?

[forgotten-dimples]

3am thoughts slowly become 3pm thoughts...

[forgotten-dimples]

I miss you.

every fucking single day

[andreamariexxoo-deactivated2016]

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[numquamobliviscar]

it’s interesting that we talk most about the initial blow of a breakup - the air knocked out of your lungs, hole in your chest feeling. we rarely talk about four or five weeks later, when too much time has passed to talk about it. but its there, and someday you will find yourself in a grocery store and it just hits you. you’ll remember something you had forgotten, or you’ll realize how lonely it is to be standing in that aisle. the pain is dull and manageable, but it will wash over your entire body and theres not much you can do about it because it’s been weeks and you are still acutely aware of their absence.  

and then you catch your breath, because the days since you lost them will continue to add up and slowly they will take up less and less space inside of you. 

[soulbrigader]

I’m still madly in love with you. I wish you felt the same.

[lunatict-deactivated20151110]

[forgotten-dimples]

I need to realise I am not a part of his life anymore.