My version of moving on is you finding happiness that has nothing to do with me.
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My version of moving on is you finding happiness that has nothing to do with me.
Nicholas A Browne (via theprocast)
Iām afraid that I will save my heart for you forever; because how could anyone compare to you?
// 18 words poem j.d.m. (via poetryandthesea)
I thought that pain meant I was not loved. It meant I loved.
Louise Glück, First Memory, Ararat (via wordsnquotes)
If equal affection cannot be, let the more loving one be me.
W. H. Auden, The More Loving One (via books-n-quotes)
That line on the second pic š¬
I laughed and said, āLife is easy.ā What I meant was, āLife is easy with you here, and when you leave, it will be hard again.
Miranda July, No One Belongs Here More Than You (via wordsnquotes)
it just hurts,ā sheĀ whispered. "what do you mean?ā āi mean youāll give so much of yourself to aĀ personĀ and theyāll make you genuinely feel as ifĀ theyād do the sameā she looked at the ground. ā except they donāt, they never do. out of everyĀ personĀ I'veĀ eve invested myself into,Ā Iām constantly the one who cares a little moreā, she says quietly, āand it hurts.
(via 3amsouls)
via weheartit
Iām always gonna have a soft spot for you⦠no matter how āmoved onā I may be.
-There are just some people you can never get over.
-m.t.t.
Pagod na ako
To whoever loves me next, Iām sorry if Iām afraid of you or if days of flirting turn to radio silence, without warning. Iām sorry if I make you say the words over and over and over until I believe them. (Iām sorry if I donāt believe them.) I will probably spend more time worrying about losing you than I spend trying to keep you. Trouble is, every single time Iāve ever thought something was too good to be trueā Iāve been right. Understand, I will know how to be vulnerable with you, but I wonāt know how not to regret it. And I have no idea how deep weāll be into this relationship before I admit Iāve never done this before. Not really. Not in any way that counts. Before I admit that I know how to put my body inside someone elseās but not how to make it beautiful. I probably wonāt be easy to love. Too many people loved me badly, Iām not sure I know how to do it right.
Ashe Vernon (via wnq-writers)
Hereās one thing about me: Iām a broken person, and I puzzle myself together every day.
Juansen Dizon (via theprocast)
So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and Iām still trying to figure out how that could be.
Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower (via books-n-quotes)
In some parallel universe, you held me tighter. You tried harder.
You said, āLook my love, I will meet you halfway.ā
And if your heart
never breaks
even just a bit,
have you really know
what life is?
Hi // ma.c.a