Unatural Selection

Maybe we'll meet again, when we're slightly older and our minds less hectic, and I'll be right for you and you'll be right for me. But right now I am chaos to your thoughts and you are poison to my heart.

[purplebuddhaproject]

“Anxiety happens when you think you have to figure out everything all at once. Breathe. you’re strong. You got this. Take it day by day.”

— Karen Salmansohn (via purplebuddhaquotes)

[gllowsticks]

[difficult]

[colinstylish]

[hplyrikz]

Clear your mind here

[symphonicseauxl]

People look so different once you don’t care about them anymore

[blossomfully]

“We were always going to say goodbye, weren’t we?” “Yeah. I think so.“ “I loved you though. I loved you so much.” A pause. “I know. I know. “I loved you too.””

— S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #185 (via blossomfully)

[blossomfully]

How do you tell someone you don’t love them anymore?

There are many ways to tell somebody you no longer love them.

Some are more passive: you stop saying it back before you hang up the call. You stop saying it back before you walk out the door. Your hugs become more half hearted; your conversations become more mundane. When they ask you if you’re okay, you get annoyed. You brush them off; pretend that everything is fine. Small things end up in huge fights. You can’t bear to watch them cry.

Falling out of love is rarely gentle.

Other ways are more direct. You’ve been thinking about it for a while, but you say nothing until you’re sure. They don’t have a clue. One day, at breakfast, or at dinner, or a week before you’re supposed to go on holiday with their parents, you say “can we talk?” And they look at you through their unassuming eyes, thinking you’re going to tell them about your day but instead, you say “I don’t know how to tell you this, but I’m no longer in love with you.” And there is silence before there are tears and there is violence in the emptiness until it fades - and then there is just emptiness.

So, there are many ways to tell somebody you no longer love them. But there is no way to do it painlessly.

Not if they’re still in love with you.

[hplyrikz]

It’s strange how your childhood sort of feels like forever. Then suddenly you’re sixteen and the world becomes an hourglass and you’re watching the sand pile up at the wrong end. And you’re thinking of how when you were just a kid, your heartbeat was like a kick drum at a rock show, and now it’s just a time bomb ticking out. And it’s sad. And you want to forget about dying. But mostly you just want to forget about saying goodbye.

Beau Taplin (via hplyrikz)

[teachingliteracy]

[becomer]

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[mitten]

[glassbonespaperskin]

sometimes it’s better to let the silence do the talking

4.26am (via glassbonespaperskin)

[bombshellssonly]

[zuluandzephyr]

[checked]

[fearlings-deactivated20190809]

[hplyrikz]

Clear your mind here

[mullsteiger-deactivated20180112]

[astound]

I don’t know which part of me wants you more; my lips that crave yours pressed against mine, or my skin that is starving for your fingers. But I guess it doesn’t really matter. Because I wouldn’t mind having every part of you