Lo echaste a perder con la única chica que si te quería de verdad.
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Lo echaste a perder con la única chica que si te quería de verdad.
(via princesa-hipocrita)
Tú me dejaste en la oscuridad.
escrito-entre-letras (via escrito-entre-letras)
For the first time in what seems like forever, I forgot you existed for a little while. I didn’t think of you. Not once. Maybe, maybe this is what moving on feels like.
4am (via 4am-reflections)
I hope your stomach drops when you remember me. I hope whenever someone calls you by your full name, that only I ever called you, you shut your eyes trying to get my face out of your head. I hope when you drive past our favorite spot at night you can’t help but hear my laugh. I hope you wish it was me when you find yourself sleeping with some random girl. I hope you think of me often, and it stings every time.
The sting of missing me. (via niagara-flaws)
British actress Shirley Anne Field
111.Un brindis por mi, porque me lo merezco, porque he aguantado y me he levantado después de cada pendejada que me ha pasado.
@escueladelavida92 (via escueladelavida92)
Ahora soy más sabia y menos crédula…
Aunque te guste…
Amor propio.
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What happens when your ‘forever’ walks out the door?
(via crashingwaves-burningsouls)
…I realized that I was holding on to something that didn’t exist anymore. That the person I missed didn’t exist anymore. People change.
Sarah Ockler, Fixing Delilah (via thelovejournals)