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“I am the only one who can free me from this mess of mine.”
— Unknown
I sat with my anger long enough until she told me her real name was grief.
C.S. Lewis
gotta go through the worst to get the best
Being at peace w urself is the biggest flex
“we’ll figure it out together” is my love language
I don’t care who i lose anymore. I choose me. I got shit to do.
Give me your hoodie and fuck me in it
if something wrong i go to sleep so goodbye
Always will be you.
I’m never going to know your name and I’m never going to know why he chose you over me. But what I do know is that one day you’ll be in my place, because he’s never going to change. And if you leave you’ll be okay, just like I’m okay. But if you stay, you’ll be stuck. Because you can’t grow if you attach yourself to someone who won’t change.
The thing about us is I loved you and we acted like we were already married, but as bad as it sounds I realized you were a filler. You were someone I was doing all these things with that I wanted to be doing for the rest of my life with someone else, but was doing with you instead. And I don’t know if it took leaving to figure that out or if deep down I knew all along, but it was never you. It was the right play with the wrong actors. But we still had some good scenes.
I woke up to an “I miss you” text sent at 2:42
And I didn’t need to look up the number to know it was from you
But I know you haven’t seen the pictures I’ve posted since you blocked my page
and I haven’t run into any of your friends since late may
So what is it this time that made you miss me?
Was it my makeup remover under your sink
Or was it a stronger than usual drink
I always knew you’d realize once the appeal of being single faded
and you ran out of temporary distractions to play with
That something was missing from the life of your dreams
I just didn’t know what it’d take for you to realize it was me
So was it the ice cream I left in your freezer
My tee shirt I didn’t want to leave there
Or that one too many glass of tequila
repeat after me: fuuuuuuuuuuuck thaaaaat
“I didn’t know what to call it, what was happening between us, but I liked it. It felt silly and fragile and good.”
— Ransom Riggs
“People change and forget to tell each other.”
— Lillian Hellman