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“The more you know who you are, and what you want, the less you let things upset you.”

— Stephanie Perkins

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“We never wanted a normal kind of love.”

— Tove Lo / 9th of october

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“May the bridges I burn light the way.”

— Unknown

relatable-writings

“Losing you wasn’t just painful, it was fucking damaging also. It wasn’t me sitting down on a couch surrounded by my friends as we watched movies and ate food to try and forget you. It was me staying up at four in the morning because the thought of you was so fucking strong I couldn’t even close my eyes without seeing your face. It was me swallowing thickly and blinking back tears every time I was in public, the hole in my chest causing my breaths to come out shaky rather than normal. It was me laughing at things for no reason as my stomach turned because the urge of falling apart was getting stronger. It was me crying at random hours during the day and me not wanting to get up out of bed. It wasn’t just me staring blankly at your number, deciding whether or not if I should call you. It was me throwing my phone at the wall and breaking it, because I was drunk again and the thought of you ever changing your information terrified me. It was me deleting our conversations and regretting it because now I couldn’t know where we had went wrong. It fucking hurt, losing you had hurt and I wasn’t ever able to forget that kind of pain.”

— A.Y.

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I haven’t laughed so hard in forever.

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booksquoteslife

“When people don’t express themselves, they die one piece at a time. You’d be shocked at how many adults are really dead inside–walking through their days with no idea who they are.” - Laurie Halse Anderson, Speak

Was any of it real!?

You told me you are so in love with me, and that if it wasn’t for the confidence you had to speak to me we would never have gotten to where we are now.

But you seem to forget that I made a choice to respond to you.

We were both in a place where we didn’t want anything serious and that’s what I thought it would be. Nothing too serious.

Then you invite me to lunch with your dad, and on a family trip to meet your aunt and sister and her kids. Golly, this made me think I was part of the family.

To me, this started to paint a whole different picture in my head. The way you treated me, the way you showed your affection, but. I guess there can never be anything that’s not “too serious.”

I was fooled from the start, yet I allowed myself to be drawn in by you because I thought what harm can be done?

Here, I am. Damaged, in love and you are no where in sight. You claim to love me, support me and to always be there for me, but you broke me. Every inch of me is broken. Yet, I still love you.

In a generation where meaningful connections are taken for granted, I played myself. I guess I am the schoolgirl you said I am. Naive and childlike to believe you thought I was worth it. Dumb enough to convince myself that maybe you do want more. Silly enough to fall for your charm and sweet words.

Guess, I was the fool who believed that maybe,just maybe this could be more after you said “I love you, unconditionally.”