The more I think the more I realise,
You will never solve my mystery,
The pain that's hidden in my eyes,
You will never know the real me.
Makes me wonder if what we had wasn't really love, because you never cared.
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@tiger-eyes-roar
The more I think the more I realise,
You will never solve my mystery,
The pain that's hidden in my eyes,
You will never know the real me.
Makes me wonder if what we had wasn't really love, because you never cared.
“Oh how lucky I was, to exist in the same place and time as you.”
-Excerpt from a book I’ll never write, 120
“The few and the fleeting”
Maybe you can manipulate someone into a relationship but you can never manipulate love into existence.
“Please hold me, but don’t fix me. I’m broken and the cracks run deeper than you’d imagine, but I’m still beautiful. These scars make me who I am, the girl you love, so I ask that you take me as I am.”
— tara love / love me as i am
“You can fake your expression and pretend to be anyone else you want, but what happens when there’s nobody to put on a show for?”
— tara love / that’s when i fall apart
The way I see it is, you either tell someone how you feel and hope you don’t fuck it up or you don’t say anything at all and hope it doesn’t fuck you up instead.
Excerpt of a book I’ll never write (via 500lettersforyou)
I want to tell you that you make me happy, I want to tell you that I love being around you, I want to ask you if you feel the same about me, but I don’t know if your answer will be what I want to hear, what I’m craving to hear, and I know that if its not, I’ll break. So instead, I’ll smile when you’re around, miss you when you’re gone, and write when I’m unable to tell you how I feel.
Excerpt from a book I’ll never write, 38 “Just friends is better than unrequited love” (via secretlywanderlust)
“You pretend that you love me, that you want me. But you don’t. You don’t like the me that laughs too loud and says the wrong thing and breaks promises and can’t hold a conversation without an awkward comment. You like the me you made up in your head.”
— from an unfinished story #753 (via thoughts-into-ink)
“And you?” I said. “Same exact thing, but about you.”
I’m going to be reckless with my heart. I’m going to kiss boys I don’t love and shut people out and destroy myself because I’ll never love anyone like I loved you. So I’ll ignore texts and get drunk and do regrettable things but I won’t regret them. I’ll fall asleep with tear stained cheeks and wake up saying I hate you.
I’m going to be reckless with my heart. (via niagara-flaws)
we could have been good maybe if our timing was better maybe if your mother loved your father or if your father loved you maybe if you could hold your alcohol and me when I needed it maybe if you didn’t need to be high in order to be happy and if I wasn’t scared of falling or so easily bruised maybe if you called more often and if I didn’t hang up when you did maybe if I told you I loved you when I knew I did maybe then we could have been good
I still don’t believe I’m supposed to go through this with someone else @needumost (via needumost)
I was so sad and angry and tired and all I wanted was to be held but there was nothing but silence and four walls staring at me begrudgingly, saying ‘it shouldn’t be like this, you didn’t plan it like this, did you?’ and I wanted to crawl into a hole but the floor was too cold so I stayed under the covers and dreamed that I was somewhere warm where none of my problems existed and it was like this that I finally learned how to survive on my own.
Sue Zhao (via blossomfully)