Adorabublé

Anna, 25, English, feminist, writer of Radio Anna on Wordpress and a survivor xo Eligere Vitam.

[ahurricaneinabottle]

As the sun tries to keep me warm  through the living room window, I remember how I used to reflect  that same kind of light.  I still do,  in the eyes of other people, but how  can they not see that my light has been  burning out for quite some time now?  I must hide it so well that only I could  be so observant–  only I can notice that  what’s walking alongside them is merely remnants of a person who almost made it.

– h.w // @ahurricaneinabottle

[chained-heart-deactivated202311]

“i have to constantly remind myself that you’re nonexistent in my life now. and although you were a part of my past, the past can’t touch me anymore. i don’t have to keep living there just to feel something again, just to search for answers that were meant to be left there, or that the present can’t answer yet. and maybe someday i will get some form of clarity, but right now, i want to move on, and i want to forget everything attached to you.”

— c / i want to forget everything about you

[mindless-musing-deactivated2023]

Her heart was made of liquid sunsets — Virginia Woolf.

And my heart was made of liquid sunrises.

She thinks that we cannot be together because where one ends, the other begins. But what I would like to believe is that when one half of the world experiences a sunrise, the other half experiences a sunset — different timezones and yet existing side by side like a duet.

So if you think we are meant to be, I ask you again — if your heart is made of liquid sunsets and my heart is made of liquid sunrises, could you please meet me at the horizon where we can burn together as one solid sun?

For wouldn't it be nice, if you realise that together we are meant to rule the skies?

[eefrostpoetry]

“i have a heart that is so full of chaos that it could give birth to a thousand dancing stars”

—

[eefrostpoetry]

“sometimes a soul refuses to die even after it’s been broken into a million pieces”

— won’t someone put this thing out of its misery

[ninasdrafts]

“I remember exactly how I felt when you walked into that dive bar and our eyes met. I thought: impossible. I thought: there are so many cities in this country, so much to see and to do, and somehow both of us ended up in the same place when all I wanted was to get away from you. I drew in so much air, but the wrong kind, and I couldn’t breathe. I didn’t know where to look. I wanted you to come over and ask me how I was doing. I wanted to disappear. I can’t recall how I got out of that bar, I only know that one minute I was inside, heart racing and sweat beading on my forehead, and the next I was outside, gulping down cold air, tears streaming down my face. Back then I thought I was a fool. Now I know I was doing everything to prevent having to go through the process of losing you all over again. No matter how many years go by, walking away from you will always be the pinnacle of my mistakes. Of my wrong choices. And I guess a tiny part of me knew that even back then.”

— pinnacle / n.j.

[chained-heart-deactivated202311]

It’s really, really time to forget about you. It truly is. To this day, you’re the worst thing that’s ever happened to my mind. And I wish I had never met you. I didn’t know how destructive you would be to my emotions. It all always comes back to one thing. Blindsided. I am always blindsided when it comes to you. And the reality is horrible. Because I realize I will never live in love with you. We will never be together. I wish I knew this then, so I wouldn’t have to hurt like this now. I’m still trying to see the good that can come out of learning from this, but I don’t feel any better. If anything, the pain has just learned to numb itself. And it’s just a cycle of convincing myself everyday that I’m fine without you.

c / waves

[librarycard]

its like i always say. at least theres bisexuality

[librarycard]

deep breaths everyone. at least we have bisexualism

[tornskinpoetry]

"I can't comprehend how after all of that I still mean nothing to you."

I guess you lied // What I want to say {m.a}

[skeletal-wonder]

I didn’t know the end was coming, but didn’t I? Lingering on the last touch, holding on a moment more. And didn’t you? Looking at me with brown eyes full of sorrow and unspoken apologies. Two souls collided, just to be ripped apart again.

m. 5:33 pm

[futurewriter2000]

"You're the best thing that happened to me."

"Everything changed for the better when I met you."

"I'll never lose you. No way am I losing you and these conversations with you."

"I'm with you because I sincerely enjoy your company."

"You're my best friend."

"I'm always going to be there for you."

"Let's go to the seaside together."

"I care, always did and always will."

"You're so important to me."

- words that never matched his actions, empty promises and lies.

[tornskinpoetry]

"It would hurt exponentially less for you to just tell me you don't want me anymore and to cut ties rather than you letting me cling to your inconsistent attention."

[stuzzicarelli]

You’re the joy that I don’t want because although you make me happy I still remember you’re not mine.

[skeletal-wonder]

and the truth is, we stopped being friends the moment we decided to be just friends

m. 1:36 am

[overcomebyemotions]

It's a relationship in everything but name

[sunnyme]

Heartbreak feels like drowning. Sometimes like you're violently taken down by countless waves out in the ocean. At other times like you're just too tired to fight against calm water pulling you down slowly but surely. Either way you're running out of air and energy.

I am still in this mess you left me in, but seeing you feels like the help I want and need. Your words lift me up, your touch lets me take a breath. I'm fueled by hope and pointless conversations.

But you leave again. You always do, you never meant to stay. And I'm left here again, trying to stay afloat.

[ballowvalence]

being unattractive

one of the despairing things about not being attractive is lapping up scraps of attention. falling for someone because they reply to your messages and laugh at your jokes.

the moment they show you any type of affection, you’re done. your heart is theirs. you bitterly glare down at the pitter patter in your chest when you talk to them. because you know it’s so easy for you to love others, but somehow it’s so hard for others to love you.

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