This is me and my liquor store blues

[midnighthallow13]

[midnighthallow13]

[astriloquum]

[midnighthallow13]

And you wanna scream

Don't call me "kid"

Don't call me "baby"

Look at this godforsaken mess that you made me

You showed me colors you know I can't see with anyone else

Don't call me "kid"

Don't call me "baby"

Look at this idiotic fool that you made me

You taught me a secret language I can't speak with anyone else

And you know damn well

For you, I would ruin myself

A million little times

[vexheart]

[midnighthallow13]

You had to kill me, but it killed you just the same

Cursing my name, wishing I stayed

You turned into your worst fears

And you're tossing out blame, drunk on this pain

Crossing out the good years

And you're cursing my name, wishing I stayed

Look at how my tears ricochet

[nothingspecialjustasoul]

I’m not sad, just empty in a way that doesn’t go away.

[mournfulroses]

Franz Kafka, from a letter to Felice Bauer written in 1913, featured in Letters To Felice

[nothingspecialjustasoul]

It kills me inside when I think I have to act cold to protect myself knowing I'm the sweetest and clingiest soul you'd ever meet.

[midnighthallow13]

[midnighthallow13]

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Melissa Cox

[thequotespot]

“I grieved quietly because explaining my sadness felt heavier than carrying it.”

[serendipityscrible-deactivated2]

"Emotionally, I wanted to stay. Intellectually, I wanted to leave. As always, I seemed to enjoy punishing myself."

[thoughtkick]

“I want a bond so tight that even on bad terms u still run to me 1st.”

— Unknown

[thequotespot]

“Some lessons repeat until you stop romanticizing what hurts you.”

[remanence-of-love]