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And I think in some way, she broke her own heart. She fell in love with every pretty thing and she was yet to know about the cruelty of the world and the toxicity of people. She opened herself up to people who didn’t care much for what was inside and she let people in who weren’t even knocking at the door. She didn’t have any walls, she didn’t understand why she needed them. “Love is love, love is beautiful and soft and gentle and pure, isn’t it? Why would you want to deprive yourself of that feeling?” She thought. She fell in love with the idea of being loved and I don’t think she minded who it was, she ran into the arms of people who seemed fluent in the language of love. She was left with broken promises and tired eyes, every time.

Excerpt of a book I’ll never write (via 500lettersforyou)

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nakedly

Maybe sometimes, we are the ones breaking our own hearts. We walk into a situation, get attached to someone all by choice. And then we let them break our hearts, because we’re the ones who gave them the opportunity to.

tuesday night thoughts (via nakedly)

500lettersforyou

“I never expected him to stay,” she says, “He told me he was obnoxious, selfish and stubborn. He told me he never stayed around anyone for long. As time went on I guess I forgot what he told me at the start. I was falling in love more and more with his ocean blue eyes and then one day he was gone. But can you really be mad at someone for being exactly who they told you they were?”

Excerpt of a book I’ll never write (via 500lettersforyou)

500lettersforyou

Sometimes you’ll love someone so much that it doesn’t matter what happens or how they treat you… You’re going to stay and you’re going to be so goddamn in love with them that you’ll convince yourself that their toxicity is healthy for you and you’ll make them the centre of your universe. You’ll swear to yourself that you wouldn’t survive without them and your heart is going to shatter into a million pieces after they leave because you expected the darkest star to light up your whole nights sky. That’s why love sucks so much, because you’ll set expectations for someone you know doesn’t give half a damn about you and then you’re continuously disappointed because the image you created of them in your head is nothing like the boy who’s standing in front of you.

Excerpt of a book I’ll never write (via 500lettersforyou)

when other people express my thoughts better than myself...

difficult

Someday you’ll cry for me like I cried for you. Someday you’ll miss me like I missed you. Someday you’ll need me like I needed you. Someday you’ll love me but I won’t love you.

(via difficult)

just maybe.