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Kurt Vonnegut, Mother Night
damn
that was awkward and hurt in weird ways
When you love someone, the best thing you can offer is your presence. How can you love if you are not there?
ThĆch Nhįŗ„t Hįŗ”nh (via purplebuddhaproject)
You must love in such a way that the person you love feels free.
ThĆch Nhįŗ„t Hįŗ”nh (via quotemadness)
angry morning
you act like i never told you what i needed from you.
crying in public 1
boba shop
bad pop music
fucking up my healing game real hard
xmas carols
itās quite possible that i will think of losing the love of my life every time i hear a christmas from today on.
itās nauseating.Ā
jour 2 (or 3)
shock is a state that iām familiar with but is something iām still unused to.Ā
after four short (but long years), itās over (at least for the time being). all the love that we clung on to is floating over the big, dirty city. itās watching over us like gargoyles in the night.
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the only thing keeping me together is mad company. i donāt have a moment alone. i couldnāt be home by myself in our home like you are now.Ā
i hope you are okay. more than okay. i hope you feel loved no matter what.
Let it pass; April is over, April is over. There are all kinds of love in the world, but never the same love twice.
ā F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Sensible Thing
Excuses For Why We Failed At Love by Warsan Shire Iām lonely so I do lonely things Loving you was like going to war; I never came back the same. You hate women, just like your father and his father, so it runs in your blood. I was wandering the derelict car park of your heart looking for a ride home. Youāre a ghost town Iām too patriotic to leave. I stay because youāre the beginning of the dream I want to remember. I didnāt call him back because he likes his girls voiceless. Itās not that he wants to be a liar; itās just that he doesnāt know the truth. I couldnāt love you, you were a small war. We covered the smell of loss with jokes. I didnāt want to fail at love like our parents. You made the nomad in me build a house and stay. Iām not a dog. We were trying to prove our blood wrong. I was still lonely so I did even lonelier things. Yes, Iām insecure, but so was my mother and her mother. No, he loves me he just makes me cry a lot. He knows all of my secrets and still wants to kiss me. You were too cruel to love for a long time. It just didnāt work out. My dad walked out one afternoon and never came back. I canāt sleep because I can still taste him in my mouth. I cut him out at the root, he was my favorite tree, rotting, threatening the foundations of my home. The women in my family die waiting. Because I didnāt want to die waiting for you. I had to leave, I felt lonely when he held me. Youāre the song I rewind until I know all the words and I feel sick. He sent me a text that said āI love you so bad.ā His heart wasnāt as beautiful as his smile We emotionally manipulated one another until we thought it was love. Forgive me, I was lonely so I chose you. Iām a lover without a lover. Iām lovely and lonely. I belong deeply to myself .
You set my entire being on fire but refused to burn with me.
13 words n.j. (via ninasdrafts)
Banksy, Lovesick.
new heartache
from almost the same place
even outside of the country, i“m still a little in love with you.
Space and time warp
Heard "fascination" this morning and it took me back to the first few days. Your face and presence came rushing back to me and it made me miss you for the first time in a while. Made me realize that still, I love you (in a way).
I sat in a daze
thinking about that last day. I thought you had left when you came back into your room and found me crying on the floor.
On the bus, you said it like you'd already thought it a million times. And sitting there next to you, I felt the panic and ache start to set in but I was too shocked to burst. I just pretended the best I could over the drinks we had.
And everything you said made no sense, like you had completely forgotten everything and all of the magic. You kissed me first, you told me I had gotten into your head, you wanted to hear my voice, you asked me to come back, you said it first when we were under ground. You made it happen, cause you fell first. and then what happened? How did you have a change of heart so quickly, without even so much as an attempt to stay after everything you had said?
You found me on the floor because I was floored when you told me there was no more amour.