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[batmansconverse]

“Once you realise there’s nothing to be afraid of when you die, there’s nothing else to worry about.” ― Michael Thomas Ford, Suicide Notes

[suckmyassbitchh]

[suckmyassbitchh]

[remanence-of-love]

Poetry by Conee Berdera

[wont-time-love-us]

“How much love do you have to give before you see he’s not worth it there should be a limit to the heart he’s allowed to steal. im trying to tell you you’re so much better off without him and love songs taste better when they aren’t bittersweet so get the taste of him out of your mouth before it’s too late. go on that date with that boy with the soft eyes and listen to his stories and kiss him against the movie theater wall and hold his hand during the movie because goddammit horror movies terrify you but there is something so thrilling about seeing one with him. wake up early on Sunday’s and go running and force yourself to learn to again love the songs that were his favorite because they were your favorite first and he doesn’t need to take them too. he might’ve been good for awhile but he’s not the same anymore. stop loving him. i promise everything will be so much brighter when you do.”

— let him go before he drags you down with him– Lily Rain

[shewriteslikeshebreathes]

““You were the first boy I ever loved. I’ll never be able to forget you even though sometimes I wish I could. After you, I forgot how to love. I drowned myself in liqueur and drunken kisses with blurry faces. Because that’s how our love started. Now I know that what we had can’t be recreated. It was one of a kind, burned onto my heart and scarring my memories love. You were the first boy I ever loved. But now I’ve met someone else who could be a different kind of love. A love that could make me realise that the burns and scars you left etched on me, are nothing compared to what losing the real thing could do.”

— Excerpt from the book I’ll never write

[cuoredimarzapane]

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[ink-metal-art]

Very True…i can’t stand liars….

[breaking-him]

“And now you’re just a stranger with all of my secrets.”

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[daniellenantais-blog]

[unexplainablefeelingsinmyheart]

“A broken trust is like a broken glass you’ll only bleed yourself trying to put back the broken pieces together even though you know that no matter how hard you try it will never be the same anymore.”

— S.I

[666horrorwhore]

[unrealisticstory]

[t0mtomsatnav]

“You’re a totally different person to me now. I used to think of you as somebody that would never, ever hurt me. Ever. It doesn’t matter what you say or what you do, Ross. It’s just changed everything. Forever.”

— Rachel

[sowelucci]

[escapewithmeforeverbabe]

[purplebuddhaquotes]

heartbreak.

Starting a puzzle that initially just came out of the box is a bit overwhelming and daunting at first sight. The box contains a sea of pieces piled together like a sand pile that we slowly and diligently place together piece by piece in its’ fitting location. With each conversation, each hug, and every kiss; as you get to know someone, every piece comes to naturally fit and begin compliment each other like puzzles. What initially began as a couple of pieces that fit together from first dates gradually culminates with time, and just for a moment the puzzle looked finished.

Heartbreak is when the puzzle looks near complete, yet you suddenly realize that a couple of the pieces are missing. Perhaps they were never in the box in the first place or perhaps they went missing along the way, but the puzzle remains undone. You frantically search the box and the area around you to find the missing pieces, but it becomes a search for something that simply isn’t there. We must come to a resolute understanding that this was what the puzzle was meant to look like all along. There is no way to fill these holes and voids other than to scatter the puzzle, and truly once more give yourself the chance to love.

Namaste,

Forrest Curran

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