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I thought about how it would feel if you were to leave when we were together and it felt okay, not bad at all. I actually almost broke things off because i thought i was getting bored. But then you left and i realized you werent ready to loose me when you brought my favorite parts of myself with you because they were your favorite parts of me too. , i never expected to be laying in my bed trying to catch my breath from all the pain of you being gone but you always linger and that seems to hurt worse.

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“You remind me of him in every way and that hurts in more ways than I can count.”

—

Wandering-thoughts-lost-voice 

Your worst nightmare came true. 

3:00 a.m. chronicles.

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All i want is to sit on this bench with you, and tell you all the things i need to. Reminisce about old times and how they were great. I know its been months and I’m a little late but today i cried and thats okay, ill just sit on this bench from dusk until dawn just to process the fact you are really gone.

Inspired by dreaming about you still and fat bong rips

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“Once, I saw a bee drown in honey, and I understood.”

— Nikos Kazantzakis, Report to Greco

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“we didn’t just ‘break up’ although that’s what we tell people, it’s not actually what happened. we were in love, we were so happy together. We didn’t wake up one day and no longer loved each other. it was slow…each passing day we fell more and more out of love, we knew it was happening to. however we lived as if it wasn’t, we made the most of the small amount of love that was there. then one day when we sat down holding hands, we looked at each other with so much pain and longing…but we didn’t break up, we simply said “it’s time”.”

— p.s.w // excerpt from a book i’ll never write #44

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“I know what it feels like to die a terribly slow, excruciating death without really dying. I have watched her collapsed and cried over a love that cannot be. I have watched her torturing herself over a man that would not even lay his eyes on her. I have watched her die again and again, day after day.”

— Lukas W. // Excruciating death (via somepiecesofmyheartandsoul)

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“The Sun rises and sinks, flowers die and grow, and seasons change. The pain has stopped, and I forgot to miss you today.”

— Lukas W. // Coffee thoughts #124 (via somepiecesofmyheartandsoul)

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“Honestly, when I lost you I thought I’d never be able to breathe properly again. Now he leaves me breathless for a whole different reason, and he thanks God that you lost me.”

— g.e.

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“I will never stop loving you, but I’ve learned how to love myself. When I’m with you I can’t do both.”

— g.e.

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“Two years ago I thought my future disappeared with you, but today you begged for my dreams to become yours again. I never would’ve thought that my goals would be bigger now and that I’d be the one breaking your heart.”

— g.e.

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My Saving Grace

Please restrain me from the pain inside my head

keep me from thinking about all the things never said

because I’m tired of feeling like my heart is sinking

why am I always overthinking?

I’ve spent too many days sitting here alone

waiting for someone to text me on my phone

and now everyday you’re hitting up my notifications

fulfilling all my wildest imaginations

I’ve spent too many nights drowning in my own tears

too many nights panicking over all my fears

but with you I’m actually surviving

in fact my minds been thriving

please prevent me from going back to my old ways

hold me back from dwelling in my darkest days

because I’m fed up with people who judge and mislabel

why am I always so unstable?

I’ve spent too many days with this broken heart

it’s literally has tearing and ripping me apart

but lately I’ve truly begun to slowly heal

now that I can talk with you about everything I used to conceal

I’ve spent too many nights pondering suicide

too many nights suffering with depression that only multiplied

but you’ve given me so much passion and optimism

made me realize I’ve only been hurting myself with destructive criticism

please save me from the demons inside of me

stop me from falling into the arms of misery

because I’m sick of feeling like I’m useless to society

why am I always going through anxiety?

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“Kill the part of you that believes it can’t survive without someone else.”

— Sade Andria Zabala