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[you-lost-her-idiot]

[funkelndes-deactivated20240303]

It sucks when the only person who can make you feel better is also the reason why you always cry.

[the-suicide-effect]

[sad-cold-bitch]

[danaskatherine-deactivated20190]

“I did love you. I even loved your hate and your hardness,”

— Tennessee Williams, from The Collected Plays; “Cat on a Hot Tin Roof,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

[the-cute-creatures]

[1111111111110]

[relatablepoetryandquotes]

“I’ve noticed before that if you go too long without anyone seeing you, really seeing you, it’s easy to start wondering if you’re really there.”

— Maggie Mitchell (via quotemadness)

[discolor3d]

[heavensghost]

[mirayama]

[remanence-of-love]

[myxandme-blog]

[poirytowanie-deactivated2025101]

[inkskinned]

but you see her on instagram and it was never really said that you guys aren’t friends but one day she stopped answering and you stopped texting and it’s not like the wound is a cavern but it is a diagram of what if in red letters. you want to tell her nice lipstick that’s a good color but the last time you spoke it was stilted and awkward 

how do you say goodbye, you know? it’s not an unfriend and block kind of situation. but you watch the people you once loved go on and have a life and you’re outside of it. and it’s bittersweet because of course it’s okay that you’re both thriving. but she used to be who you’d call if you needed to cry. she used to be who’d you’d be binge watching the new series with. you used to be hers, in a way, even if that way wasn’t permanent. and now she’s someone else and so are you and your friendship is clicking heart shapes next to pictures where she smiles next to people you’ve never met. you know where her birthmark is. she knows where you’ve buried your dead.

the poets and the singers and the authors write about romantic love when it ends. but nobody tells you how to get over a friend.

[thelovejournals]

You know what really gets me about all of this, is that I was fine before you, maybe happy even. Just kind of existing in the middle. But you show up, uninvited but welcome, make everything all bright and shiny. And then you left and now everything is gray.

R.M. Drake (via wordsnquotes)

[foolisland]