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“Words don't come out when you’re hurt that deeply.”
— Haruki Murakami
why do they come back? when it’s been so long? when you’re still heartbroken and are weak, knowing you’ll say yes because you LOVE them. sometimes it’s like i don’t even care about my feelings. he makes me happy. he makes me sad. he makes me giggly. he makes me cry. he means the world. i’m unsure of what i mean to him. but he keeps coming back. and i love him. and i’m here like. what now?
It's sad that I'm never the person that you'd want.
𝐏.𝐆.𝐆
Clear your mind here
There is a part of me that will always love you, no matter how much time has passed.
– p.n.
First post! And this is me every day, I have no filter😂
Fuck that!
i’m not the kind of person to give the effort i get back, i’ll give my all. no matter what. i choose to not give up, i choose to stay. however i just get really tired and frustrated. because when you put your all into anything. no matter what it is, a friendship, a job, a hobby, a relationship. when you’re the only one who cares at all, it can be exhausting, physically: mentally: emotionally: spiritually. it’s not being dramatic. no. it’s being realistic. sometimes reality is harsh, hurtful, and cruel. reality is a concept, a thing, that many people chose to accept, and many do not. you can accept it or live in fear of it. false realities are nothing more than a dream world that some individuals use to escape the hardships of everyday life. becasue no matter how it’s put: life is hard. life can be tiring. but life is also a miracle. and life should be cherished. not everyone gets to live a long healthy life. some become sick. some pass tragically. some chose to end their own life. how ones’ life is viewed, is their own choice. although there are some aspects that are beyond ones’control. life is life. and life is a beautiful thing. as are the relationships we have with our peers. in the end of it all, life is too short. too short to argue over minor things, to be in unhealthy and even toxic relationships, to not do the things you love, to not express yourself, to hide who you truly are. give your all. and that’s the best you can do. it’s as simple as that. your best is enough, don’t allow others to tell you different. don’t you believe them, not even for one second. believe in your own worth, value yourself, and be kind to yourself. you’ll only live once. and you should live life you’ve wanted, in reality, not only in your dreams. find positive people who will have a good impact on your life. who will help you succeed in not only your dreams, but also your daily life. you do you boo. okay? okay. - 4:16 p.m. a 14 year old’s thoughts on a summer day.
“you guys are so adorable
we’re just friends
well she is… i’m not”
- The Fault in Our Stars
it would be a privilege to have my heart broken by you</3