[petaltexturedskies]

Love never dies of a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source, it dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illnesses and wounds, it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings, but never of natural death. Every lover could be brought to trial as the murderer of his own love. When something hurts you, saddens you, I rush to avoid it, to alter it, to feel as you do, but you turn away with a gesture of impatience and say: "I don’t understand."

Anaïs Nin, from The Four Chambered Heart

[frachella]

[anxietyproblem]

[sehnsuchtnachmirselbst]

funktioniert jedesmal

[goodreadss]

“There is nothing more truly artistic than to love people.”

— Vincent van Gogh

[frachella]

[feral-ballad]

Bianca Stone, from What Is Otherwise Infinite: Poems; “Set Design”

[quotefeeling]

“We tell our stories differently, don’t we, you and I?”

— Paula Hawkins; Into the Water

[catchymemes]

[thoughtstherapy]

[ur-daily-inspiration]

[remanence-of-love]

[liesandnights]

People leave you out in the cold and get mad when you learn how to get warm by yourself.

[ur-daily-inspiration]

[unapologetically-complicated]

There’s so much I want to say, that i’ve been wanting to say but the words are hard. Every time things happen in my life that hurt me i usually cry over it and move on. Not really processing the pain and the hurt that i felt. I’ve loved and lost but I’ve heard that its better to have done that than to never have loved at all. These past few months have been rough. I’m usually able to work past it and just look at the positive sides of things but sometimes when the world is quiet all of it comes crashing down.

I met a guy in the spring that approached me and was interested in me first and i said to myself “Sure, why not?” and later i realized why i shouldn’t have. He ghosted me just to try to reappear in my life two months later. What it is about me that makes guys want to know me for a few and then ghost me to then try to come back? But of course, like everything in my life that didn’t work out because I ended up ghosted again, but at that point I didn’t care because to me that was over the minute he ghosted me.

Then in the end of summer I met someone else and from the start this guy had my heart. The minute i saw him i was giggling and laughing to myself and no guy has made me feel that way, we met, we talked, and it didn’t last. On and off conversations for 3 months to result in him wanting to focus on himself and “over girls.” And that hurt. This is a guy who i fell for the minute i saw him and had such a good feeling about him, i still do and that’s something that i cannot explain. How can i have a good feeling about someone who just broke my heart? I said to be friends and he agreed but maybe subconsciously i’m hoping that by being his friend things will change? And i know i can’t think that way but I fell for him and i really wanted it to work out, i didn’t want to give up. But as hard as you try to hold on to people the harder they’ll try to slip away.

But, things will work out for the better. Maybe that’s just me trying to be positive or being naive but until something tells me otherwise i’m determined to not let this be another heartbreak that ended in a non ending. I got my closure from him which made the pain a little lighter but if being friends with him its what its going to take for him to still be in my life then that’s what we’ll be.

Sometimes people come into your life and it’s like they’ve been there forever and your world has changed forever. He to me has such a kind soul and good heart and i want a good person like him in my life forever, even if its just as a friend…

[thehopefulquotes]

“Behind every favorite song, there is an untold story.”

— Unknown

[perfeqt]

“Let someone love you just the way you are - as flawed as you might be, as unattractive as you sometimes feel, and as unaccomplished as you think you are. To believe you must hide of all the parts of you that are broken, out of fear that someone else is incapable of loving what is less than perfect, is to believe that sunlight is incapable of entering a broken window and illuminating a dark room.”

— Marc Hack

[cantsleephomesick]

number in my phone

i still keep your number in my phone

just in case you call

for nights that i dont sleep at all

i still keep your number in my phone

for those lonely nights

that i want you by my side

even if it doesnt mean anything at all

and i still keep your number in my phone

because its the only part of you i have

and i cannot let you go