pleasehearmedarling:

“I know that I may not be very special to you—I won’t be special to everyone. And if I’m not, then I don’t expect you to understand what you were to me. Maybe lovers come around often for you—you’ve certainly got the tongue for that. It’s seductive without trying to be, and the warmth inside of you has gotten many to believe that they’ve fallen for you. But that’s rare for me. For me, you were one of a few. You meant something.”

(via pleasehearmedarling-deactivated)

vodkabreath-kisses:

Even though you spoke words to me that ripped my heart out of my chest..

If you were to come knock on my door tonight I would jump into your arms. I wouldn’t let you go. I am convinced that you are the only one that can heal my heart, the one that you broke.

I miss you so much.

unlucky143:

Are you actually the one?


The place won’t change where i first met you, the memories won’t fade when I first saw you, maybe years from now when I will look at these things, i hope they still make me feel

as you’re near me and looking at me and telling me that I want to be the one who makes you smile on your sad days.

I’m not good at expressing emotions

gay-breakup-blog:

“There will be someone else who loves you. And I don’t say that in a ‘plenty of fish in the sea’ way, I say that because humans are stupid and we fall in love literally all the time, and you’re actually worth falling in love with.”

-“I made these a double because you look like shit” friend

get-my-heart-to-beat:

I’m so in love with you. I look at you while you’re doing the simplest things, and just think to myself, ‘I’m so in love with you.’

I just wish you looked at me and felt the same.

almostwrittenexcerpts:

“I’m happy when you’re with me.

I’m happy when you talk to me.

I’m happy when you laugh with me.

I’m happy when you’re happy.

But you make me the saddest because I know I’ll never make you happy like the way you make me do.”

excerpt from a book I will never write #107

wishing-for-deathx:

I don’t know if this makes sense. I wanna stop thinking about you. But I don’t wanna stop thinking about you. I wanna stop because I feel that maybe I deserve not to be lied to or treated the way you treated me. But then I don’t wanna stop because I’m reminded of what you used to be like. The person I fell for. Who was kind, respectful and patient. You were sad just like I was. Those big brown eyes, that gorgeous smile and those freckles on your nose. I don’t want to forget what that was like.

anotheremotionalmind:

I’m fine when you aren’t here.

The problem is just that.

You’re always here.

On my mind.

In my heart.

In my dreams.

Why can’t I just hate you?

Instead of hating myself.

- M. N.


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