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You liked having me as your backup. And you still like the emotional torture you put me through by holding on to me, contacting me when I have finally managed to get you out of my head and my dreams.
S. (via anodetomyex)
They tell me to move on like it’s simple. Like I can just not be in love with you with the snap of my fingers. Like I want to be in love with you even though you don’t feel the same. They tell me to let go. I wish they knew just how damn much I wish I could let go.
m.a \ why can’t I move on? (via fuckeverybody123)
Moving on doesn’t have to mean forgetting or pretending it didn’t happen.
It did happen.
But it’s time for me to accept that our paths aren’t meant to cross again.
And moving on doesn’t mean that I can’t think about you sometimes, and think about how it used to be.
But it means that those memories are in the past, not hopes for the future.
And lastly, moving on doesn’t mean that a part of me won’t always love you.
But it means that I can start a new chapter in my life where I’m the main character, not you.
edisobliging (via wnq-writers)
I want someone to hold me but at the same time a hug would make me break down
3amthoughts24-7 (via 3amthoughts24-7)
I can’t function anymore. You ripped me apart, and then didn’t stick around long enough to piece me back together.
(via perplexeddistress)
In all honesty, I’m scared. I’m absolutely terrified. I’m afraid that no one is going to love me. I’m afraid no one will stay after they see all the flaws I posess. I’m afraid that someone will love me but in the end it turn out to be some sick joke. I’m afraid I’m going to spend my life, falling in and out of love with people who don’t even deserve a thing I offer them. I’m afraid I’m going to fall so hard and not be able to recover because they weren’t there to catch me. I’m afraid I’m going to pour myself into the people I love only to become empty and them leaving because I have nothing else to give. I’m afraid I’m going to be in love with someone while they’re in love with someone else. I’m afraid I’m going to never be able to love, that I’ll never find someone that will even give me the time of day. I’m afraid I’ll find someone who will love me more than I love them and push them away because I don’t know how to handle it. I’m afraid I’ll fall in love and so will they and tragedy strikes and they’ll be gone forever. I’m afraid. I’m fucking petrified.
love is scary (via anobodybutsomebody)
I need to leave
This time it’s not because I want to run away from my past
But because I’m sick of all this history
I crave big cities filled with new people
Where you can make mistakes but still have room to grow
Everything here is so limiting and im done dealing with the same drama over and over
Take me to where there’s sunny days and blue skies
To cities that never sleep
Where you can get swept away in crowds and let your past drift behind
Where there is a chance to move on
Instead of being stuck in this monotonous torture
“Ready to leave everyone behind” // a story a day #145 by d.y. (via dy-ingconfessions)
I’m sitting on my bedroom floor, it’s 3am and all the joy has been replaced with sadness and tears are streaming down my cheeks. I’m thinking about you, like I do way too often nowadays. I’m thinking about how your arms will never hold me when I cry and about your heartbeat which will never be the reason I feel safe at night. I’m thinking about your thoughts, hopes and dreams that you’ll never share with me at 2am a Thursday night, about how we’ll never dance in my kitchen in our underwear singing at the top of our lungs and about all the stars we’ll never watch laying in your backyard. Im thinking about all the times our lips will never touch, about all the breathless moments that we’ll never share and about all the memories we’ll never make. But most of all I’m thinking about the fact that even though I’ll never be the reason behind your smile you’re always the reason behind my tears.
irwinlovesyou (via irwinlovesyou)