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Modern Aphrodite 👸🏼

[ladyinterior]

[thepizzaqueen-deactivated201208]

still one of my favorite videos ever to exist

[rupismellsalot-deactivated20140]

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[schizophrenphren]

watch this.

[schizophrenphren]

its been three years… 

[notpatriciaa]

I’ll never be enough.

Not even for me.

-np

[hersecretstories]

I don’t know when I crossed the line, when I started to treat my pain like an obscure badge of honor. I’m living each day in a delirious state, I can no longer separate myself from this madness I am drowning in.

— Her Secret Stories

[lostintangier]

“I really hate that I care so much, we know enough will never be enough. Which one of us is harder to get, you keep calling my bluff. You want to keep diving deeper and deeper, but don’t believe when I tell that I need you. Weird how I apologized for the pain you put me through, but just tell me I deserve it so there’s no confusion.”

— PiecesOfMySoul XVII

[suninsilence]

"If you’ve been up all night and cried till you have no more tears left in you - you will know that there comes in the end a sort of quietness. You feel as if nothing was ever going to happen again."

— C. S. Lewis, The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe

https://instagram.com/thesilentsummer

[sundayepiphany]

““In the end, all you have is yourself.” “But what do you do when you don’t want yourself?” Silence. “It’s alright. I don’t have an answer for it either.””

— — D.N. // excerpt from a book i’ll never write #195

[damselintheestreet-deactivated2]

May we all find someone who matches our honesty, and loyalty. ❤

[somewhatsomelikepoetry]

I guess I’m not so special and unique as you used to think

[mesmerizing-words]

Remember, how hard you fought for something that wasn’t meant for you, even though deep inside you knew that she was wrong all along. So, now why don’t you fight for the right one to stay ?

~Right or Wrong 

[breatheinandwrite]

You made me numb and then told me to feel.

[thelavenderhoney-deactivated202]

“I looked at you and I saw everything I had ever wanted. Everything I had prayed to a god I didn’t believe in to bring to me. I looked at you and finally knew what love felt like, something I never thought I would experience. But somehow along the way something got messed up. By some cruel joke, your eyes didn’t shine with the same light that mine did. For you looked at me like you would any other friend. And I had to learn to live with the fact that it was all I was ever going to be.”

— Unrequited love

[blooming-anna-rose]

“If you are still fighting, if everyday feels like a battle that you lose, I want to tell you that I’m proud of you. For choosing to keep trying when everything in your bones, in your head, in your heart wants to give up. I want to tell you that one day, it won’t be so hard. That what you are going through, isn’t for nothing. It will be worth it. So please, keep fighting.”

-n.c. // you can do it.

[somewhatsomelikepoetry]

I wish I was 16 again, when all my worries was to not get caught in the bush smelling like vodka and her lips on my neck

[i-wrotethisforme]

It hurts because I used to buy shirts in your favorite color. And I used to clean my house before you came over. And you reminded me of Christmas even in April. And now I’ll never wear yellow again and I don’t care if you see empty wine bottles by my front door because I don’t even care if I ever see you again. And that’s scary because that’s evidence that I’ve changed. To my core. And I used to like who I was before.

[itsokaytodreamincolor]

My love,

I want to write about you,

you are the first person to make me feel like I do not have to prove I am worthy of being loved.

That maybe unconditional love really does exist.

You can somehow convince me that you find beauty in me.

Even when I cannot see it myself.

But I’m terrified that will change.

That you’ll start seeing me how I see myself.

That you’ll slowly stop loving me like the light of a candle being burnt out.

That shutters will go up in the home I see in your eyes and I will be locked out.

I have wrote so many words for people before you.

And I didn’t know then that their love would have an expiration date.

That words could last longer than a person.

Longer than love.

That a clock somewhere ran out.

Out of time.

Out of love.

I understand the weight of words now.

I do not think I did before.

So when I say that I am in love with you.

It means I understand the damage that can be caused by not meaning those words.

It means that I mean them with my entire being.

- [i.r.]

[12.15.20]

[ninasdrafts]

“I think love leaves when it has to. It rushes out with the stale air when you open the window in an overheated room. It fades when you wipe the fingerprints off the counter and change the sheets. It slowly vanishes when the last letter has been written, when the last text has been sent. I guess there comes a time when it doesn’t work out anymore, for whatever reason, but I force myself to believe that it’s supposed to happen that way. That when it ends, it was fated to. I hope you left because you were meant to. That love walked out the door before you did, and that without it, you no longer saw a point in staying. That would make it easier to understand. Easier to justify. It doesn’t change anything to believe that it was neither your fault, nor mine, but it helps a little bit. So when love wants to leave, you have to hold the door open for it and bid it goodbye. And you have to let it go.”

— love leaves when it has to / n.j.

[daffodils-and-the-tuscan-sun]

I don’t want a poetic, unrequited love. I want him to want me back just like every other lovesick, heartbroken person.