lovethelife

[ghoulishoccultist]

Leaving me was okay. People leave me all the time, I’m used to it. What hurts like hell is when you made me feel so damn special yesterday, and then make me feel so unwanted today.

(via itsannaliousbabe)

[shadikkandil-deactivated2024041]

#BreakingStereotypes

[phenomical]

[latenightcornerstore]

When he says He doesn’t love you anymore, Roll your shoulders back And look him in the eye Even when it feels like your ribs Are breaking inward, like spider legs. When he digs up old aches That he swore he forgave you for, Smile And ask him why he didn’t leave you sooner. Ignore the way the words feel like sandpaper Running all the way up your throat to your mouth. When he blames you For mistakes that wear his face, Do not scream. Do not cry. Tell him that there are boys Who would be proud to say they’d loved you. Tell him that in two years You won’t even remember his name And don’t let him see the way you can taste your own lie. When he leaves Ignore the howling in your blood And do not get up after him. Not even to lock the door. Do not, do not Do not. Smell his shirts when you box them up To give them back. Not one. Swear off dating when you realize You’re chasing ghosts that wear his smile. It’s okay to cry over him. It’s even okay to forgive him. But do not go back to him. If he did not know how to love you the first time, He won’t know how to do it the next.

How To Pretend It Doesn’t Hurt, by Ashe Vernon  (via 1811181)

[rmgeeson]

If me and you weren't meant to be why did the break up hurt so much...

[instagram-unknown-blog]

[psych-facts]

I like it when you show that you care. That’s all I ever needed from you.

Unknown (via perfect)

[rmgeeson]

I miss you, you were my best friend. There is no one else i can talk to like you!

[hereislight]

I hope you never regret me.

5:00 p.m. (Please don’t ever think of me as a mistake)

[nine-onefour-onetwo-deactivated]

[rmgeeson]

One day...

[trust]

[rmgeeson]

I will. 

[bohofien]

[my-dear-moon]

[madisen]

Two February’s ago, all I wanted to do was sleep. I was anchored to my bed with the sadness I was letting myself drown in. Now, I daydream about surviving on 3 hours of sleep, I dread going to bed, I keep my eyes open as long as I can. My heart sinks when the sun sets, I crave daylight; I’ve fallen in love with being alive.

Madisen Kuhn, January 18, 2014 journal entry (via praises)

[the-psycho-cutie-deactivated201]

Losing him was like hearing every goodbye ever said to me all at once.

Sunday, May 18th, 2014 (via the-psycho-cutie)

[okay]

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