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@nemamcorict
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Finally losing your attachment to someone who was bad for your life, is top tier.
honza se na nás culí celý večer, co jsme u stolu,
tomáš se zase ptal, jestli už spolu chodíme,
prej jsi o mně mluvil s davidem.
že mi nemůžeš dát to, co chci.
a já jenom chci, abys ty byl v pohodě.
abys mi ukázal, že to místo u stolu vedle tebe,
bude vždycky moje.
a já ti ukážu,
že ho nikdy neopustím.
žiješ nočním životem,
píšeš mi na dobrou noc,
když piju svoje ranní kafe.
a teď je jedna ráno
a já čekám,
že napíšeš,
že chceš přijet,
usínat mi v náruči,
hladit mě ve vlasech.
protože se mnou se ti spí nejlíp,
záleží ti na mně,
a máš mě moc rád.
ale zároveň jsi taky rád,
že je to mezi námi takový, jaký to je.
kamarádský.
tak já asi už jdu radši spát.
“Some hearts understand each other even in silence.”
— Yasmine Mogahed
nosím tvojí mikinu od doby, co jsi odešel.
už je to dva dny a pořád voní jako ty.
ale ne tak moc jak včera.
a zajímá mě,
jestli za měsíc
nebo za dva,
ta vůně zmizí napořád.
a zajímá mě,
jestli za měsíc
nebo za dva,
tě budu milovat tak moc jako dneska.
Moje hlava je mixér a mixuje všechny myšlenky a nápady do hustý kaše a to smoothie se nedá vy-pít.
“So we’ll continue to move away from each other as if nothing occurred other than fickle imagination. My kiss will linger on your lips, and your arms will still hold me as if you never let go. We’ll still remember the night when we promised the stars that we’d work out. But I suppose some promises really do float into the sky and become fickle imagination. Mine never did, but I guess yours did. Now we’re strangers - and that’s anything but imaginary.”
— Excerpt from a book I will never write #1396
“If someone makes you feel, let them.”
— Reyna Biddy
please be nice to me, i'm in my twenties. do you know what that does to a person
needing the type of hug where you bury your head in their shoulder and they just hold you tight and there's this mutual need to keep holding on.
“I just want to be your peace. When your head lays on my chest, I want you to forget the world and all it’s problems. Escape in me and give me all your stress and worries, I’ll take it all for you just to see you smile without having to fake it.”
— Joe Brock
,the way I loved you wasn’t normal and the way you broke me wasn’t either
Kdybych byla statečnější, silnější a měla raději sebe než jeho, už dávno bych byla nezadaná.
relationships with ur parents are so weird, arent they? like... i hate you for what you did, i love you because you bring me soup when im sick. i want to get away from you. i feel safe with you. i want to run away from you. i want your hugs. i wish you understood me. i wish i understood you.