“you told me you loved me but i think you got your words confused because if you loved me i would not be up at two am crying about you again you are slowly destroying me we both know it and i do not know what is worse the fact that you know what you are doing to me or that i am letting you”— i thought it was love, i thought it was love (via helplesslydreamingx)
(via helplesslydreamingx)
Joyce Carol Oates, from “Because It Is Bitter, And Because It Is My Heart,”
(via weltenwellen)
(Source: violentwavesofemotion, via weltenwellen)
I was the one who asked him to leave.
So that I could think.
So that I wouldn’t always just…feel.
Just because he’s all you know does not mean he will be all you’ll ever know.
things i am struggling to remember// moving on takes time.
(via inside-her--mind)
(via kushandwizdom)
(Source: mutedobsessions, via fightingborderline)
That’s what falling in love is. It’s being vulnerable. It’s giving up control.
Unknown via (hellish-daddy) 🌴 (via hellish-daddy)
(via imperfection)
I won’t ever leave you,
even though you’re always leaving me.
skyline-hurricane, writing prompt #67: write about an almost relationship, which broke your heart (via wnq-writers)
(Source: wnq-writers.com, via hereliesmybrokenheart)
Maybe it wasn’t the “almost” that broke my heart. It was the long nights we spent together, and how you made me feel, like i was so far in the sky no plane could bring me back down. Again, it wasn’t the almost. It was the maybe. Maybe i’m loved, maybe i won’t hurt, maybe we will be together, it was false hope that broke my heart.
I love you. // Excerpt from the book I’ll never write #72 // A.W. (via hereliesmybrokenheart)
You could have found any woman who is better, prettier, wiser, smarter, and yet you still choose me.
I’m really grateful for that.
Kristie Betts (via shareaquote)
(Source: shareaquote.online, via thelovejournals)
Every person I’ve ever loved has some how become toxic to me. A living, breathing reminder of why I was always better off alone.
I love too hard, too quickly and then sometimes I don’t love enough. I guess I’m just bad at love.
Sarah Addison Allen, Garden Spells
(via wordsnquotes)
(Source: thelovejournals.com, via hereliesmybrokenheart)
Some people don’t know how to fall in love, like not knowing how to swim. They panic first when they jump in. Then they figure it out.