🌊it comes and goes in waves🌊

Lora // 16 // Till death do us part.

[happyfemale]

[ixnce]

burn me down til there’s nothing left, i will scream your name with my last breath. // Awful Things

[weshallprevail]

I think the worst part about falling out of love is that you’re still so close to where love was… but you just can’t reach it anymore. You can see it from where you are but it can’t hear you now. And that hollow ache… that is a whole new feeling, and I don’t have a word for that.

- What is it called when you loved them but now you don’t and yet your heart still beats for the memory?

[esdeline]

[anxietygod]

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[riotontheedge]

[crypticcanine]

11.4.016

[hydrotoxicity]

[stydixa]

From that day on, we was always together. Jenny and me was like peas and carrots.

[siickangel]

[ixnce]

[wovenlike-ribbons]

Sometimes you just have to let things go. Maybe… maybe he wasn’t the right guy or maybe he really was and you’ll meet again when both of you are not as broken as right now. Maybe he crossed your path for a reason and broke your heart for a lesson. Maybe he was someone temporary to help you fix your aching heart for a little while. Maybe he’s just the guy who’ll restore your faith in love and make you feel that, for the last time in a long time, the world was alright.

- excerpt from a book i’ll never write #6 // R. L. (via wovenlike-ribbons)

[irynka]

And kid, you’ve got to love yourself. You’ve got wake up at four in the morning, brew black coffee, and stare at the birds drowning in the darkness of the dawn. You’ve got to sit next to the man at the train station who’s reading your favorite book and start a conversation. You’ve got to come home after a bad day and burn your skin from a shower. Then you’ve got to wash all your sheets until they smell of lemon detergent you bought for four dollars at the local grocery store. You’ve got to stop taking everything so goddam personally. You are not the moon kissing the black sky. You’ve got to compliment someones crooked brows at an art fair and tell them that their eyes remind you of green swimming pools in mid July. You’ve got to stop letting yourself get upset about things that won’t matter in two years. Sleep in on Saturday mornings and wake yourself up early on Sunday. You’ve got to stop worrying about what you’re going to tell her when she finds out. You’ve got to stop over thinking why he stopped caring about you over six months ago. You’ve got to stop asking everyone for their opinions. Fuck it. Love yourself, kiddo. You’ve got to love yourself.

unknown  (via irynka)

[larmoyante]

In order to move on, you must understand why you felt what you did and why you no longer need to feel it.

Mitch Albom,

Five People You Meet In Heaven

(via terrible)

[yourthoughtsspace-deactivated20]

[painfulblisss]

[animalsnaps]

Real love.