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im honestly so clingy n so detached at the same timeÂ
Wintour // Irvine — 03.26.16
I may think of you softly from time to time. But I’ll cut off my hand before I ever reach for you again.
Arthur Miller, The Crucible (via wordsnquotes)
Heartbreak doesn’t teach you much when you’re in the middle of the earthquake that it is, you’re usually too distracted by the numbness strangling your head to fucking find something to hide under so the crumbling pieces around you don’t crush your chest and you are crying into your mother’s neck and she’s rubbing your back and smiling bitterly as her bones tremble a little with the slight resurrections of her own earthquakes. And usually you are moving too quickly, grabbing at anything you can cling to to hold you up, spinning too hard, never thinking. Because thinking is dangerous. Almost as dangerous as the shaking ground beneath your body. If you stop and think you might accidentally stumble into the sound of his voice or trip over where it all went wrong and crack yourself open when you hit the ground. So you don’t think. Because that way you can’t miss him. Or love him so much. I never learned much from heartbreak but if I did learn one thing, it’s to never return to the scene of the disaster because I swear to god when you see your home and everything you’ve ever loved in pieces at your feet you will break along with it and you cannot rebuild a home with a heartbeat that doesn’t beat for you anymore.
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