Tried & got tired
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Tried & got tired
Like the old man said - together.
Based off of this post by @sure-thanks
Do you ever miss yourself? The person you were before you had your first heartbreak or before you got betrayed by a person you trusted?
Unknown
(via words-of-emotion)
One of the most bittersweet feelings has to be when you realise how much you’re going to miss a moment, while you’re still living it.
I’m too exhausted to explain my soul to someone again.
T. // ten word story #38 (via logicaldreamer)
I’m too exhausted to explain my soul to someone again.
T. // ten word story #38 (via logicaldreamer)
Getting over it doesn’t mean forgetting it. It just means reducing the pain to a tolerable level, a level that doesn’t destroy you.
Kevin Brooks
(via words-of-emotion)
Kill the part of you that believes it can’t survive without someone else.
Sade Andria Zabala, War Songs (via wordsnquotes)
Killed, burnt, buried.
You made my world turn into a dream, but a dream is only a dream right? At one point I had to wake up and I guess you leaving was my wake up call
themindscalligraphy (via wnq-writers)
You made my world turn into a dream, but a dream is only a dream right? At one point I had to wake up and I guess you leaving was my wake up call
themindscalligraphy (via wnq-writers)
I crack my jaw daily on the concrete castle that’s been built inside my chest. I do this on purpose; bone fragments pierce the soft flesh of my cheeks and I chew on the shards, mouth turning red and purple, a swollen thing, a bruised and battered thing. Again, I do this to myself. This solitary confinement I’ve placed my heart inside is crawling with words I never had the guts to say aloud. They’re parasites, you know? An infestation of regret that tastes as bitter as black coffee. I can’t seem to find anything that will rinse the taste from my tongue.
venti red eye // Haley Hendrick (via haleyincarnate)
A.M// aching pt4 by @tullipsink
Day 181 by @myonlywayoutofhere
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