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if youāre not being treated like a queen then what is even the point????
Men arenāt stupid, and you donāt need a complicated set of rules to find a good one who loves you. Hereās the only rule you need: if a man loves you, he will do anything he can to keep you around. Anything.
Kim Gruenenfelder, A Total Waste of Makeup (via simply-quotes)
When you start to miss me, remember that you let me go.
(via iwishtheseweremywords)
If he leaves you babygirl, donāt chase him. Donāt beg him to stay. Donāt send him sweet texts telling him how much you love him and it doesnāt matter. Donāt tell him how he is going to miss you or stuff like that. Donāt say a word. Just walk away. He will break his head for you baby. He will think about the fact that you didnāt said a damn word and it will make him wonder what he did. If he did good and made the right decision. At first he will leave it the way it is and be like ā fuck that shit ā. But at one point it will haunt him. And let me tell you this. You did good. He doesnāt even deserve a damn word. The way he broke you is just heartbreaking. Sweetie, you have to know that your Prince will come. Donāt settle for less.
Keep this in mind. // A.S.B (via poemsaboutyoubaby)
Thereās a little piece of me that holds on to the hope that maybe one day, weāll make it. And maybe itās silly and itās certainly unrealistic because if you came back, I wouldnāt take you. I wouldnāt let myself get hurt like that again. I wouldnāt give you every part of myself just to watch you break it.Ā But I still think about you sometimes and what we could have been. I still think about where I would be if you were still in my life. I still think about how open and loving and kind I was when I was with you, and how bitter and sad and heartbroken I became the day after you left. But if you asked me if I would change anything about what happened between us, I wouldnāt say yes. Because I came out of this knowing I gave it all I had. I came out of this knowing I loved you as much as I humanly could. I came out of this knowing there wasnāt anything else I could have done to make you stay. I came out of this knowing I tried everything. And you canāt say the same, because you didnāt try as hard as I did. Youāre the reason this is broken and sad and ugly. Youāre the reason this isnāt beautiful anymore. It was your hands that did that, not mine. I donāt have anything to be ashamed of. You canāt say the same. I mourned you because you were something worth mourning, because I had something I cared about, and Iām lucky to say I was a part of something like that. Iām lucky to have loved you so deeply. Iām lucky to have spiraled into a horrible heartbreak. And Iām lucky I learned how to pick myself back up. I learned how to be by myself. I learned to trust again. I learned how to be kind again. I learned how to love again. I may have fallen down, but I came back stronger. And you canāt say the same. You canāt celebrate yourself the way I can. You have nothing to celebrate.
(via achingchest)
in the aftermath of things, you never did come after me. we didnāt waste time with hopeful antics, never said goodbye. you just woke up one day and decided I wasnāt what you wanted and two weeks later I pulled myself out of bed to live and breathe in a world where I donāt end up with you. the realization that I could have never been what you needed- hurts. but I also know that the things meant to happen for me, will always find a way. when you didnāt call, when you didnāt fight for me, I realized there was no point in stepping foot out onto a battlefield where Iām outnumbered. and so I didnāt. i sold myself to the idea that Iām better without you until I started to believe in it. and today, I believe in it whole heartedly. it took me a long time to get here and maybe I could never get back who I was on the day I loved you the most, but I also know that better things are coming. and Iām finally brave enough to open my arms for new beginnings.
Itās hard not to have hope for us. So when I see you moving on, Iāll try to do the same, And Iāll meet someone new and Iāll think, āMaybe heās the one. Maybe heās the one whoās going to help me forget about you.ā But he never is. Because maybe I wasnāt meant to forget about you, Maybe Iām going to love you for the rest of my life. And Iām still listening to songs that remind me of you while youāre listening to new songs that youāre making new memories to But sometimes weāll fall back into old habits and youāll accidentally say, āI miss you,ā And then Iāll be up all night, trying to find a hidden meaning in that meaningless phrase But I should know that nothingās the same. You donāt love me anymore. But at the same time, nothing has really changed. Iām still the lonely girl with sleepy eyes that you fell in love with so long ago And youāre still the guy who always knew how to make me smile So what the fuck happened? How could you just fall out of love?
I could never do the same to you (via weaksorry)
scary how fast someone can mean so much to you
And its scary how fast someone can treat you like you never meant anything
I honestly believe that you were one of the worst things to ever have happened to me, I thought that you were the greatest person on this earth, but you left me and I tore myself to shreds because of it, Iām becoming the worst Iāve ever been before, itās hard to function with all the memories of you and me swirling around and around my head like a tornado, Iāve literally destroyed myself, and I hate to say it, but itās pretty much your fault, I regret every single thing about you, I regret opening up to you, I regret showing you my fucking scars, and I regret letting you try to heal them, God knows your the reason thereās so many of them now, I regret letting you share all the good parts of me, because now your gone and youāve taken them with you, so thanks for stealing the old me, thanks for stealing the happy me, thanks for stealing everything I was.
Thanks for stealing everything I was (via poisoned-words)
we were supposed to fucking make it.
One day youāre going to meet someone who will love you unconditionally, accept all of your shortcomings and make you feel that youāre worth having. One day, someone out there will save you from loneliness youāre feeling right now and show you that in this life, we can be happy and be over the clouds if we want to. One day, someone will travel for hours just to hold you close, feel your presence and make you feel that you are worth travelling for. One day, someone will never get tired of loving you, pacifying you when youāre angry until you become okay, feed you with your favorite food and be your best friend at the same time. One day, this someone will walk down the aisle for you and prove that you donāt need perfect relationships, you just need to be contented and be grateful for what you have. This someone will be excited to spend the rest of his days being your lifetime companion. He will come, just be patient.
E.J. Cenita (via wordsnquotes)
But when do you stop? How do you stop? How do you just wake up one morning and decide that this person is no longer worth loving? Iāve sat through so many physics and calculus classes but there is nothing more bewildering to me than the fact that you made the conscience decision to leave me. You took a look at me and decided that I did not look like what you wanted anymore.
November 9th, 2015 (via imwritingpoems)