TusenHallon

qoutes, ironi, tatueringar, humor, Hellström och andra vettiga saker.

[deprimerad-flicka]

Du är så fruktansvärt fin. Och jag är så fruktansvärt rädd att förstöra detta. Aldrig har jag varit så här rädd för att förlora någon.

Söndagsångest

[compulsive]

[somomingenting-deactivated20221]

Men jag kan inte va i samma rum som dig

Utan att jag tappar andan

Och varje gång du ser på mig

Känns som att mitt hjärta stannar

Försöker spela svår och stå emot

Men du river mina murar

Jag vet inte vad du gör

Men allting som du gör det gör mig svag

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[preventive]

via weheartit

[perrfectly]

“It hurts being the one who loves more.”

— Aimee Carter (via perrfectly)

[massamemoarer]

Jag saknar honom varenda sekund han inte är i min närhet.

30 november

[remanence-of-love]

[apatiskt]

[ambiguities]

[iamquietlydrowning]

[succulent]

[poems-and-word]

“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”

— Neil Gaiman, The Sandman (via books-n-quotes)

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[poemswords]

“Go inside and listen to your body, because your body will never lie to you. Your mind will play tricks, but the way you feel in your heart, in your guts, is the truth.”

— Don Miguel Ruiz, The Four Agreements (via books-n-quotes)

[uptional]

“Maybe I’m just hard to love.”

— and easy to leave (via difficult)

[neckkiss]

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