HEATED RIVALRY 1x05 "I'll Believe in Anything"

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HEATED RIVALRY 1x05 "I'll Believe in Anything"
“I have a million things to talk to you about. All I want in this world is you. I want to see you and talk. I want the two of us to begin everything from the beginning.”
— Haruki Murakami
kink: listening to someone gush about their interest and genuinely learn something new
Fuck me up with some of that
get rid of him. i mean it. you will absently check your phone without meaning it, so leave it behind and go sit outside. stack rocks on each other and pretend you’re burying your love alive. leave it there. be sad, but don’t listen to adele or you’ll take him back. blast breakup music. burn your hair with bleach, cut it, whatever. revel in the fact nobody asks you “but will he like it?” who gives a shit. know when you’re overdoing it. know that it’s not a race and some people don’t heal as fast as others, maybe you’re a turtle kind of person, keep your insides soft and when something gets in that shell it fucking hurts. get rid of him. sew up the missing parts with better things. they’ll feel empty at first. that’s okay. that’s okay. empty doesn’t mean endless. it means more room for new things. you’re okay if you’re still upset a year later about things. you’re okay if when you think of him you’re on the verge of crying. just don’t think about him. delete him from your phone if not only to be able to say “sorry who dis” if he ever texts. it’s not about winning the breakup, fuck that, just come home when you can. if he burned everything of course he’s going to win, he fucked you over to begin with; so don’t worry he’s got a new girlfriend and a new job and a nice car. you had to start from scratch. had to plant trees in ashes. if you’re alive that’s a good thing. he tried to kill the loving parts of you and you’re still growing. get rid of him, don’t worry that when you saw him you were in sweats and a dirty shirt. you’re a person who has been entirely hurt. you don’t have to prove you are doing better. you just have to exist without him. my mother always said being happy is the best revenge. so get rid of him. be happy. know that you had literally nothing and you still made it out in the end.
“I don’t think you mean to but you keep leaving me dangling like a coat in your closet and oh gosh I think I’m slowly falling off and you don’t even notice”
— (( a.n.a ))
“Make this easier for both of us. Say you never liked me, say I was a back up plan, say you only felt sorry for me and my broken soul, tell her is her you truly care about”
— Just say out loud what your actions tell
“But please tell me,” she said, “is being second choice better than being no choice at all?”
— S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #66
“I’ll never be good enough. I get so angry thinking that it will be different this time, but it never is. I wish I could just ignore it and not care, but it’s so difficult cause every ounce of me cares. I want this to stop. I want to stop feeling so helpless.”
— 11pm thoughts
“She wanted something else, something different, something more. Passion and romance, perhaps, or maybe quiet conversations in candlelit rooms, or perhaps something as simple as not being second.”
— Nicholas Sparks, (The Notebook)
“It’s so fucking painful, the thought of them together. I have never been a possessive person but the idea of him being with her just makes me feel a kind of pain I haven’t felt before.”
— why her and not me
"I wonder how biology can explain the physical pain you feel in your chest when all you want to do is be with someone."
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