pulleachotherstriggers
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it's tragic that we can dig ourselves holes so deep. we tunnel so deep to forget about reality then look up and realize it's that much farther away.
what do i do about how i felt now? i'm too far away to change anything
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you don’t know where to place the anger that has grown inside of you, so you tuck it away and you learn to live with it. but every once in awhile, it seeps through the cracks of your control and it flows out with your tears. it holds you when no one else does. it becomes familiar, and soon you find more comfort in it than pain, because nothing has ever stayed with you for this long, and nothing has ever held you so tight
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sometimes the most beautiful friendships aren't experienced in bars, hallways, concerts, or stadiums.
sometimes we feel safest with our people at late-night parking lots, shopping centers, a "nice spot" by a friend's house, familiar street corners, and exploring places we probably shouldn't be.
maybe we feel safest with the weird, awkward, eccentric, worried, playful, honest people who don't make us worried about how they see us. people we want to understand, who's minds we want to enter.
so go be with your friend who talks too loud at sit-down restaurants and lingers outside your car just a little longer for a bear hug before you leave.
they're the one you won't regret meeting.
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can someone invent a type of letting go that actually feels good instead of feeling like your soul is getting ripped out via large intestine
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it would be so amazing if someone looked at you the same way you look at a quiet stranger with bags under their eyes. if they saw you trying to hold it together, knew that you were doing your best, and chose to be as careful and patient with you as you are with the people you love just because they want to be that way to someone.
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