gnawingonnuggets

meow.💙

[exceptionals]

me: hey friend: *after two minutes of not replying* hey whats up me: *washing the gasoline off myself* not much hbu

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just now realized the implication is the person was about to light themselves on fire. i’ve had this tagged as #me for months thinking it was just a post about loving gasoline

[daddyscamander]

“One time somebody told me that they loved me and I felt my heart stop. Then it began to beat once more because I accidentally told them ‘gesundheit’. Because how can you love me when you cant even tell me my favorite color.? How can you love me if you don’t know that I despise using the one bunny ear rule when I tie my shoes? How can you love me if you haven’t seen me at my worst, broken down sobbing into my hand as I try to hold the fragments of my sanity together? How can you love me if you don’t find comfort within my smile, no matter how goofy it is? How can you love me if you don’t appreciate the way I cant walk a straight line to save my life? How can you love me if you won’t stay up for my Disney marathons and belt out lyrics? How could you have ever loved me in the first place?”

— S.n (DONT tell me you love me if you cant tell me my favorite color.)

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[theresplendentphilosophunculist]

“They say the worst feeling in the world is the moment you feel that ache in your chest, that undeniable throbbing pain in your ribcage, the moment the knot in your stomach is pulled tight, that what is known as heartbreak… But let me tell you, it’s not. Saying it was would be the same as saying the moment of death is worse than the moment you hear you’re going to die and all moments after that until the second your heart stops beating. No, the worst feeling in the world is when you know someone doesn’t love you back, but they haven’t told you yet. It’s when they haven’t confirmed the fact that your love is unrequited, but you know it is. And it is when you feel that tiny little tear starting to form in your heart and there is nothing you can do about it. You know your heart will bleed, but it doesn’t yet. The worst is that even though you know you’ll be devastated, lying on the ground, wanting to rip your heart out of your chest because you don’t want it to hurt so much, you are unable to prepare yourself for that moment. Why? Because you still have that little amount of surreal hope. And you know it is all in vain, but you can’t help having it. That, hanging somewhere in between, feeling the cracks starting to form in your heart, but still trying to glue it with water made out of unconfirmed suspicions and a hope in vain… That is the only feeling worse than heartbreak itself”

— The one feeling worse than heartbreak

[teenagecrush]

[remanence-of-love]

“As we stared at the stars I caught you wishing silently. 
‘What did you wish for?’ I asked. 
'If we ever fall in love again,I hope you do catch me this time,’ you replied.”

— Wish//Conee Berdera