A r c a n a

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[secretsofamute]

I miss you so much.

And I think I shouldn’t. It doesn’t matter if you feel the same or not but I shouldn’t really feel this way. I wish I could tell you, wish I could just be honest to myself but it’s insane. Maybe it’s just me, maybe it will go away eventually. But I know I’ll hear your voice again and we’ll ask each other “How are you?” I’m fine but the truth is “yes, I’m alright” but... “not really coz you make me go crazy and I freaking miss you so much! And I HATE IT!” I wanted you to come home and at the same time not really coz I knew I’ll start falling for you all over again.

[rhunweasley]

Can you even blame yourself for thinking that maybe people only talk to you because they’re bored?

[rhunweasley]

That’s why I hate getting too attached to people. Because I know for a fact that eventually, they too will go. And that’s just a never-ending cycle of screaming from within.

[rhunweasley]

“It’s sad that things are all different now, and there’s nothing left to do but move on.”

— R.

[rhunweasley]

“It’s technically easy to trust; it’s choosing the correct people that’s not.”

— R.

[rig0]

“one day you will find someone that chooses you and continues to choose you everyday, and that’s when you will be thankful everything happened the way it did.”

[rig0]

“i want to talk to you but i might annoy you so never mind” mood

[secretsofamute]

I just want to forget you. Or at least, my feelings for you. 🌬🌪

[sarcasticglimpse]

“I’m pretty sure you’ve forgotten about me by now. You have a whole new life. And I’m still here like I said I’d be.”

—

[secretsofamute]

😭

[secretsofamute]

[inspiring-pictures]

[hplyrikz]

“Ok. You fuck me, then snub me. You love me, you hate me. You show me a sensitive side, then you turn into a total asshole. Is this a pretty accurate description of our relationship.”

Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club (via hplyrikz)

[thelovejournals]

What I want is for the two of us to meet somewhere by chance one day, like, passing on the street, or getting on the same bus.

Haruki Murakami, 1Q84 (via thelovejournals)

[fluffynips]

[wnq-writers]

She acted brave with her words, her smile, her heart but one look at her eyes and you know that she cried herself to sleep every night

pausitivityvibes (via wnq-writers)

[100andsome]

[wnq-writers]

I never met that woman again. Wherever she is, I hope she found what she was looking for. Maybe that’s all we can do; hope that someday, somewhere we’ll find something authentic and something real. Because all else is just chaos. All else goes on.

paradoxicalseconds (via wnq-writers)