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@ohmyhemmo
I’m so fucking weak.
(via saveyourselfstayalive)
I constantly think about my weight.
I’m homesick for arms that don’t want to hold me.
M.O.W, A ten word story (via imwritingpoems)
Maybe we feel empty because we leave pieces of ourselves in everything we used to love.
R. M. drake (via difficult)
I want to come home, but I don’t know where home is.
I don’t think I’ll ever find my home. (via synthopia)
Because I am not the type of person someone falls in love with.
I feel so stupid sometimes because I fantasize too much about the people I like; I invent stories with them, I imagine entire days with them and how nice the future will be with pictures and letters and other tender things that makes a lot of sense in my mind. then the reality turn to be so much different and meaner and maybe the reason why it’s so difficult for me to accept it and letting people go it’s because I just want my future to be happy. in all my stories and castles I build inside of my mind, sadness just does not exist
He’s going to leave soon, and you’ll remember what it feels like to not feel anything at all.
//2:38 (via theproblemswithmissingyou)
My world was so colorful. When I met you, I thought I would get a better vision of what it looked like. And you did. But when I got to see, it was just black and white. I realized you took all the color from my life when you left, and now I’m back to where I started
Excerpt from a book I will never write #325 // @livey1161 (via excerptsofstories)
2% girl 98% anxiety
one time i actually thought i had a chance with someone
Almost. It’s a big word for me. I feel it everywhere. Almost home. Almost happy. Almost changed. Almost, but not quite. Not yet. Soon, maybe.
~ Joan Bauer (via conflictingheart)
She’s got such a good heart. She really does. It’s just been broken. A lot.
Eliza Taylor about Clarke at SuperCon. (via fyeahbellarke)
She owns a library of conversation. She collects people’s words. But the more the pages fill up with careless spoken sentences the more her heart wilts beneath them.
Excerpt from a book I will never write #343 // the loudest library you’ve ever entered // @chelsieeeee_ on Instagram (via excerptsofstories)
How can emptiness be so heavy?
Six Word Story (via drupahti)