I wish I had the courage to tell you how madly I am in love with you, that you are unlike any other, that you turned my world upside down.
// and I wish that those things actually mattered to you j.d.m. (via poetryandthesea)
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I wish I had the courage to tell you how madly I am in love with you, that you are unlike any other, that you turned my world upside down.
// and I wish that those things actually mattered to you j.d.m. (via poetryandthesea)
SHE WENT THERE
and I’m over it, I’m over it, I promise I’m over it. But it still hurts sometimes.
laura elizabeth ross (via bl-ossomed)
Adult things arent NEARLY as complex as I thought they were growing up I just walked into bank of america and said im here to open a checking account and they said ok and opened me a checking account
I want to be known as someone who’s full of love and radiates light
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Hurt people hurt others.
1:09am 01/07/17 (via ambiguities)
we went our separate ways at the worst time, while we were still happy, while we still loved each other. the break ups based on logic hurt more than the break ups based on pain. I can’t be angry with him, he didn’t kiss my best friend or get drunk and tell me he doesn’t love me anymore. he was mine. and there was no fire, no broken glass, no crashed car in the side of my bedroom, no empty bottles of vodka, or pills, no screaming, no blood. just the quiet sound of hearts snapping while we clung to each other in a room filled with rain. We didn’t scream, or exchange spit-filled words laced with fire, we said “thank you” and “I love you” and “goodbye” we said “I’ll miss you.” And we meant it. This hurts more than any other pain because all the other times I could be angry, my head overflowing with bad memories. I wish I could hate him. But I don’t. I love him and I will forever. Saying goodbye to something so good can kill you. And it might. And I love you.
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