#soft rage

[milopovic]

i promise that the reason all of the pics i post of me r taken by myself is not me being a friendless loser i PROMISE I PROMISE I PROMISE !!

[free-grandmaa]

- Freegrandmaa

[disowneddiary]

No One Ever Told Me

No one ever told me, that healing would look like silence, like walking away without a door slam, like deleting the number and not saving a new one. No one ever warned me, how grief can look like scrolling past your photo, but still pausing for just long enough to remember the version of you I used to believe in.

People keep telling me I’m strong. I keep pretending I agree. I eat my pride with a plastic spoon, and call that dinner. I’m not bitter. I’m just full of things I wasn’t allowed to say at the time they were happening. If you ask me how I’m doing, I’ll tell you I’m tired. That’s the polite version of "Please don’t leave, but also don’t get too close." I’ve learned to be fine in lowercase. Because uppercase always asked for attention no one had to give. So I’m quiet. And healing. And angry. And fine. All at once. That’s the truth. And I finally know how to say it.

[saraphenamavros]

You didn’t break me. You just gave me a reason to renovate. And babe, the new floors are gorgeous.

[inkedwithsighs]

we never even dated. we never even DATED. we never EVEN DATED. we NEVER EVEN DATED. WE NEVER EVEN DATED.

(Imagine grieving someone you never had.)

[stellareqm]

[darkpsychprincess]

My love language is knowing too much about you without ever asking.

[mournfullyyours]

i looked divine in grief, and that was the problem.