#connotativewords

[itsyueko]

one way.

[s-comfort82]

choices and the right to end this bullshit ay anytime.

Overworked

and... BillX7

[itsyueko]

and perhaps this is why i come back with less and less of who i was..

[sparksfly-1502]

"All major milestones in your life will be a little scary - moving to a new city, graduating, starting a new job, falling in love. The thought of anything that takes you out of your comfort zone can be terrifying, but “if it’s both terrifying and amazing, then you should definitely pursue it.” - Connotative Words-

[haleyincarnate]

Backfire by JL (connotativewords).

[the-worlds-wife]

“You know have idea how deep I’m in for you. We could go two or three days without talking, and I would interrogate myself about what I could have possibly done wrong. I’m still trying to figure out if it’s normal for me to become overwhelmed by this irrational fear that I may never hear from you again.
I try to talk to other people only to realize that I’m pretending that there could be anything between us. It’s the only way I’ve been able to drown out the notion that you want nothing to do with me.
Whenever I make someone else laugh, it almost hurts. Because I realize that all I want to hear is your voice.
And whenever I’m wandering through a crowded room with someone, they always have this tendency to grab onto my hand. It only makes me want to know why you ever let me go.”

[kirakeyra-blog]

The feeling of loss is so traumatic that it leaves someone with depression. The anxiety of loosing another makes you clutch on what's closest to you so harsh you break yourself. When you're broken and no one is around to fix you; not even yourself. All you have is that depression. So we hold on to what we think makes us who we are, but too often all that's left is the lonely, anxious, depressed hub of who we once were. And you can only grasp a shell so tight before it breaks. -Keyra Jewell

Midnight thoughts

[basementghostli]

"As much as I can’t stand The sound of my own name I just can’t get enough Of the way you say it. The way it rolls of your tongue, Almost as if you’d just kissed it Before sending it my way, Enthralls me to an intensity That no one would ever Be able to describe. It’s in the way you say my name As if it was born from your soul And nurtured by your voice That has me shamelessly begging For you to say it again And again.”

- connotativewords