anytime I see anything remotely having to do with you I get struck with fear. I can’t breathe, and I just want to lay down and forget. I sit back and remember that you’re not thinking of me, you don’t care, and that you never will again. I sit back, close my eyes and try to forget that there was a time where you did.
“I guess to some extent, you get used to being alone. You get used to not expecting phone calls & having nothing to do at night. You don’t expect to turn around to open arms any longer. The small sounds of him have been replaced by silence. Your thoughts echo through your head, with no one to share them with. All in all, being alone isn’t terrible, it just hurts like hell”—(via poeticheartache)
I know that, believe me, I do. I know there are people out there far worse off than I am, people who are dying, people who are already dead, people who are mourning over their dead loved-ones. I know this world is filled with misery, and I know despite what I’m struggling with, I’m in much better…
“She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum. Brod discovered 613 sadness’, each perfectly unique, each a singular emotion, no more similar to any other sadness than to anger, ecstasy, guilt or frustration. Mirror Sadness. Sadness of Domesticated Birds. Sadness of Being Sad in Front of Ones Parent. Humor Sadness. Sadness of Love Without Release.”—Everything is Illuminated by Jonathan Safran Foer (via secretlanguage) (via mollyleech)
I don't want to become another girl you had a "thing" with. I don't want to become someone you used to know. I don't want to see you look at another girl the way you look at me. I want to be the girl you fall in love with and can never find another to replace with. I want to be the girl you grow up with and share the best memories with. I want to be the girl whom everyone thinks you're going to end up marrying because of how perfect we are together.
But then there was last night and the sun was setting and you told me all those things. And I couldn’t see straight from being somewhat under the influence and my hands got warm. I caught fireflies in the front yard with a green plastic cup and there are no words to describe what I feel like right now.
You said it would be funny To keep me hanging in suspense Then I’d run over to your house I’d scale the chain link fence That borders your backyard And then I’d climb through your window And I’d whisper that I love you As you fall out of your clothes
have no faith in humanity, take no prisoners. Be a bitch and pretend like you don’t care. use people, abuse people. Throw away friends and take up new ones. Be the sheltered human being you actually are. Don’t open up, reveal yourself to no one. Protect your thoughts and dreams.