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When asked of my foolishness in love, I utter your name. When asked of my courage, I utter your name. Every question asked, it was always about you. Love is you. Hate is you. I don’t need no cure.
kissmylime (via wnq-writers)
You. You are messy hair and shy smiles, deep voice and drunk nights alone, silenced thoughts and rushed words, blurry lines and my new favourite song. You are a satellite image of a city from high up above, vast, but oh so beautiful. You are made of starry winter skies and warm jumpers, homemade candles and fairy lights, unfinished art projects and splattered paint. You are false hope, envy, blissful ignorance, her love and not mine. You are warmth and sunlight in a dark room, laughter and butterflies in the pit of my stomach. Me. I think I’m in love with you. Hope that’s okay.
carlinrose (via wnq-writers)
I’m like a jigsaw puzzle nobody can put together because I purposely show different pieces of myself to different people. Nobody ever sees the whole picture… they never truly see ‘me’ in my entirety, just small aspects I have polished and refined enough to deem them ‘acceptable’ to put on show. I’m not ‘fake’… I am in fact very genuine but I keep a lot hidden because I know that knowledge is power… and it is only if you give someone the knowledge of who are in your entirety that you give them the power to hurt you.
Ranata Suzuki | Nobody Knows me (via wnq-writers)
I am only responsible for my own heart, you offered yours up for the smashing my darling. Only a fool would give out such a vital organ.
Anaïs Nin (via wnq-writers)
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Did you know that inside a cocoon a caterpillar digests itself from the inside out, its body deteriorates until it is a pile of imaginal cells that have the power to transform itself into whatever it wants. Healing is ugly and magical. Your love was the underside of a leaf, secluded, a place I felt secure enough to become myself in. You did not try to heal me, you knew that was my job, but your love was a safe place, a place for me to endure the ugly journey of becoming who I need to be, the magical person you knew I could be all along.
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Of course, you never really forget anyone, but you certainly release them. You stop allowing their history to have any meaning for you today. You let them change their haircut, let them move, let them fall in love again. And when you see this person you have let go, you realize that there is no reason to be sad. The person you knew exists somewhere, but you are separated by too much time to reach them again.
Chelsea Fagan, How We Let People Go (via thelovejournals)
Psychology says memories triggered by scent have the strongest emotional connection. So it explains why the simple act of putting on a shirt breaks me every time; I still love the smell of you on my clothes.
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But you loved her? Yes. And she loved you? Yes. Then why did it end? Because love and compatibility are not always the same thing.
Sue Zhao (via thelovejournals)
He had a glass heart, too easy to break yet too sharp-edged it could shatter yours and leave unsolicited chaos and casualties. Underneath that cold camouflage of his lies a frightened little boy, constantly seeking unrequited love. Howbeit, he’s on an ego trip too vain to admit that fondness and affection are what he needs.
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I hold the key to the chains you have set me upon. These are the memories and dreams that strangles me at night; the hope that one day I could keep you for good. I hold the key but I’m not brave enough to lose you even after we have lost.
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