cyberpersontree
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music, horror, games, & aesthetic enthusiast from Manchester 🇬🇧
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“Nothing will break your heart more than losing your best friends.”
— @stillkindahateyou
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“You broke me more than any guy ever did..”
— Was I not good enough to be your best friend?
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I hate it when the person you were the closest to betrays you. Lost my best mate of 12 years almost a year ago and so much has happened in my life.
I got married, but that spot beside me where my best man was standing was filled by another, he wasn't even at the event. Its ok.
The dog he helped me pick out as a pup all those years ago died 6 months ago, he still was not here.
Its ok.
I had a major surgery, still he wasn't here. Its ok.
Now the wife and I are expecting our first little one, its a boy and I'm over the moon with joy, and I wish my mate was here because despite everything he was one of the first people I wanted to tell, and I still carry around the picture of us at my "first drink" at a pub when I turned 18 in the back of my wallet. Poor thing is crumpled and yellow with age from years past. But its ok..
Its ok because I understand now that as time goes on you are going to loose people, but you will gain more in the future, and that its in the hardest times you grow the most as a person, and those who stick with you are the ones worth your time.
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Did your hands shake as you held the knife that you stabbed in my back love? Or did your twisted logic that you hold so confidently calm your nerves?
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“if I cut you off, chances are you handed me the scissors.”
— (oxygeniuss)
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“On some days I just feel your absence more than on others. I don’t know if it’s because missing you gets worse or because I need you or because I want to hear your voice and know I can’t. Then there are days when I nearly forget about it: when I get to be blissfully ignorant for a couple of hours and don’t think about how you’re no longer with me. But then I remember that you’re gone and it’s like a punch to the throat, a kick to the chest that knocks the air from my lungs. On some days I want to feel the pain. I want to embrace it. I want to forget that it does get better and that time does ease the pain. Yet it hurts. It hurts like it did on the first day. It hurts after a month and it hurts after a year. And in ten years it’ll hurt all the same.”
— miss missing you / n.j.
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An accurate photo of me at 2am giving myself a drunken pep talk 🙌

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I found the part when it was over, you left me there.

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Precious Wendigo
I need more cute cryptic in my life 💖
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