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@reckless-loves
She could have written a list of pros and cons - 100 reasons why she wanted to stay by his side, and only 1 con: 1. His heart was as cold as stone
She deserved better, she deserved a man who knew how to love (f.n.c. //67)
“Silly of me, to think you could fall in love with someone like me.”
— excerpt from a book i’ll never write
i’m an idiot i fell in love with you … when i knew you weren’t into me the same way
@celtic-poetry, FnyM (via celtic-poetry)
Please hug me really tight and tell me you love me. Tell me you’re glad to be here with me. Tell me that everything will be alright and that I make you happy. And glad to be alive.
Unknown (via 11anothergirl11)
Sometimes it feels like maybe if I looked like the girls on your social media you’d like me more.
You need a private talk? Just send me an ask!:)
“Abuse has instilled in me a language I fear you’ll never understand. When you set down the groceries a little too hard and I instantly start apologizing, when you’re quiet and all I can do is ask what I did wrong, or when you shut down to see if I’ll fight to open you and instead I just walk away, please try to understand. Those sound so much like anger to me that I cannot see the need, however neutral or unrelated to me, or love that may be behind it. Those don’t register to me anymore, not instantly, at least, so tonight, I guess…I’m sorry. I’m sorry I’m hard to understand sometimes. I’m sorry I’m a mess. I’m sorry for speaking a language you may never be fluent in.”
—I’m just sorry
“i remember he would say “i love you” and i would reply “i love you more.” he told me it was impossible for me to love him more and i told him it was possible. once i saw him walk out that door, i proved him that i still did love him more even after i felt my heart shatter into pieces.”
— i knew i was right but i was so wrong for still loving you.
Breathe.
Okay.
You’re alright.
Don’t cry.
Don’t cry.
Smile
But for now Im gonna fake that smile of mine.
Sometime I really just hate myself...