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@scribblingnicole-blog
I’m trying. Believe me, I’m trying really hard to forget you, our memories, the broken promises spilled from your bittersweet lips. But letting go of the only thing that’s keeping me sane and alive is like letting life pull the trigger from the gun that’s been beside me since you left.
unspoken words (via @scribblingnicole) // i still love you, and i don’t think i’ll be able to get over you (via scribblingnicole)
I hate the fact that I can still vividly recall every little detail about you when you I don’t even cross your mind anymore.
midnight thoughts // you left my life, why can’t you leave my heart and mind? (via scribblingnicole)
I loved you back when I was young and naive. You were my world, my everything. Now I’m a lot wiser, more experienced and more independent. And I am still hopelessly in love with a guy who is now happy in the arms of another girl.
some things never change (via scribblingnicole)
Stop Telling Me To Love Myself
Stop telling me to love myself. Because trying to love someone– Too scarred, too broken, too flawed, Is beyond impossible and complicated.
Stop telling me it’s okay. It broke me, it changed me In ways I never imagined possible. I am not myself, and it’s not okay.
Stop telling me I’m enough. I know I’m not, I can never be enough, No matter how hard I try.
Stop telling me to not be sad. My emotions is something beyond my control, Depression already has a small room occupied in my heart,
And, how can you be happy When you always see how imperfect you are Whenever you look in the mirror?
Stop telling me what to do. I’m lost, I’m ruined, I’m confused. But I don’t need your advice, Especially from someone who doesn’t know me at all.
I know I told you I’m done chasing you, but that doesn’t mean I’m done crying every night because of you. I just fucking miss you and every inch of my being is craving for you.
a.m. thoughts // maybe if i cry enough you’ll love me again (via scribblingnicole)
The worst part about deciding whether to give up or to hold on is that both seems like the right choice.
excerpts from a book i’ll never write // this is what happens when you love someone who is not meant to last in your life (via scribblingnicole)
I know I told you I’m done chasing you, but that doesn’t mean I’m done crying every night because of you. I just fucking miss you and every inch of my being is craving for you.
a.m. thoughts // maybe if i cry enough you’ll love me again (via scribblingnicole)
Stop Telling Me To Love Myself
Stop telling me to love myself. Because trying to love someone– Too scarred, too broken, too flawed, Is beyond impossible and complicated.
Stop telling me it’s okay. It broke me, it changed me In ways I never imagined possible. I am not myself, and it’s not okay.
Stop telling me I’m enough. I know I’m not, I can never be enough, No matter how hard I try.
Stop telling me to not be sad. My emotions is something beyond my control, Depression already has a small room occupied in my heart,
And, how can you be happy When you always see how imperfect you are Whenever you look in the mirror?
Stop telling me what to do. I’m lost, I’m ruined, I’m confused. But I don’t need your advice, Especially from someone who doesn’t know me at all.
I loved you back when I was young and naive. You were my world, my everything. Now I’m a lot wiser, more experienced and more independent. And I am still hopelessly in love with a guy who is now happy in the arms of another girl.
some things never change (via scribblingnicole)
I hate the fact that I can still vividly recall every little detail about you when you I don’t even cross your mind anymore.
midnight thoughts // you left my life, why can’t you leave my heart and mind? (via scribblingnicole)
I’m trying. Believe me, I’m trying really hard to forget you, our memories, the broken promises spilled from your bittersweet lips. But letting go of the only thing that’s keeping me sane and alive is like letting life pull the trigger from the gun that’s been beside me since you left.
unspoken words (via @scribblingnicole) // i still love you, and i don’t think i’ll be able to get over you (via scribblingnicole)
I miss you at 3pm when I haven’t had my lunch yet because there are too many school works due the next day and costumers are going back and forth. I miss you at 3am when I’m crying my eyes out, over analyzing things; when it’s quiet and lonely and ending my life seems like the best solution to my problems.
midnight thoughts (via @scribblingnicole) // point is i fucking miss you and it’s destroying me (via scribblingnicole)
I wanted to taste the sweetness of your lips that night you told me you loved me. But I was afraid you would taste the tears and bitterness of my lips so I looked away and told you I wasn’t ready yet, even though every inch of my body was more than prepared to be emotionally wrecked by you.
excerpts from a book i’ll never write // maybe it would’ve been my lips you were kissing last night instead of hers (via scribblingnicole)
In another life, we are strangers with our own love to go home to. We walk pass each other around the block at least twice a week, but we hardly pay any attention to each other. And in the other life, we are the loveliest lovers. We live for each other, with each other and we find ways to protect the love in our arms no matter how hard it gets. In that life, forever is our only goal. However, in this life, the current life that we are living, we are nothing but strangers with memories. And the goal is to move on from one another, and to live well without each other. In this life, we come to love, and to leave in the end.
Lukas W. // Possibilities (via somepiecesofmyheartandsoul)
I know I told you I'm done chasing you, but that doesn't mean I'm done crying every night because of you. I just fucking miss you and every inch of my being is craving for you.
a.m. thoughts // maybe if i cry enough you'll love me again
Stop Telling Me To Love Myself
Stop telling me to love myself. Because trying to love someone– Too scarred, too broken, too flawed, Is beyond impossible and complicated.
Stop telling me it’s okay. It broke me, it changed me In ways I never imagined possible. I am not myself, and it’s not okay.
Stop telling me I’m enough. I know I’m not, I can never be enough, No matter how hard I try.
Stop telling me to not be sad. My emotions is something beyond my control, Depression already has a small room occupied in my heart,
And, how can you be happy When you always see how imperfect you are Whenever you look in the mirror?
Stop telling me what to do. I’m lost, I’m ruined, I’m confused. But I don’t need your advice, Especially from someone who doesn’t know me at all.
