#love is difficult

[dramatictrajectory]

Why can't I just say that I like him when I do?

Throwing tantrum yes, littering no.

[feelgigglethink]

Love is difficult

[cr0wven]

One of the biggest problems with being demisexual is that I literally have no clue if I'm crushing on someone or if I'm just attached to them and that also means I'll never be able to tell if they like me like that too or if I'm just imaging it entirely

[lcselkonusmalar]

Adrese ulaşmayan,

ne çok hasret dolu cümle

biriktirdim senden sonra....

[fuckingace]

[weeguttersnipe]

Love seems so difficult.
Her Private Life, ep 13 (Korean tv series, 2019)

[wokeuplateagain]

I wonder what kind of monster I am. I use people for physical touch, soak up their affection until I can breathe again, and then wait for it to all fall apart. Some kind of succubus. I learned how to take love where I could get it when I couldn’t substitute it for self hate and daydreams.

I used to tell myself little bedtime stories like, ‘once upon a time, you felt truly loved and safe’ or, ‘in a land, far, far away, someone understood you.’ They made me feel a little less alone. Like maybe in some parallel universe I was okay, and maybe that was enough.

I know platonic love like the back of my hand. When I have the energy I guess. But I don’t know how to explain, I didn’t learn how to like myself for seventeen years. It takes a while to establish that I do care. I promise. I’m just really bad at showing it. Maybe that’s the worst crime of all. I’ll slip love letters into birthday cards until someone reads over my shoulder and tells me it’s wrong. I’ll love ferociously until I’m reminded it’s too much. I’m a heart drawn in extremes. The strings inside are pulled tight until I swear to god I feel something in my chest snap and I slump over against the steering wheel.

I know it’ll get better. Someday the guilt won’t scald like flames licking at my feet. Someday my body won’t ache like I’m stretched out on a pyre. This is love, this is no witch trial. Someday I’ll know how to wade in slowly. Someday I won’t just burn out. It’s that kind of thing that helps me keep pushing. Sending that ‘I love you’ and sometimes not if it isn’t true. And that’s alright. Parallel universe me would be proud.

[pure-love-quotes]

It is easy to hate and it is difficult to love. This is how the whole scheme of things works. All good things are difficult to achieve; and bad things are very easy to get.