June 2012
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I’m desperately trying so hard to take you off of...
May 2012
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I just want to part with everything and start over and ask her to come with me. That’s the only thing that would save us. I think about her everyday and how broken her heart is. The only love I ever knew I threw it all away. I want to disappear, I am dying to find myself. I am only 20 and feel like I am experiencing a midlife crisis. There are so many things I want to say but so many ways I...
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I still feel deep down in my soul that we belong together. I’ve never been so sure of anything else in my entire life.
There are so many beautiful things on this Earth every single day and I still think of your pure beauty.
I would still offer whatever to take all your pain away.
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When I’m mad at you, I don’t want to see you…only because if I see you, my anger goes away.
satan: let there be wifi passwords
satan: let there be calories
satan: let there be post limit
satan: let there be swag
Goddamn
I miss her so much tonight. Always.
“‘I love you,’ she whispered, ‘only you; no one but you. It was you who awoke me...”
– Kate Chopin, The Awakening (via wrists)
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I am fucking tired of being nervous and anxious and sad. Fuck that, I’m tired of wondering how you feel or how anyone feels about me. I don’t need any outside love or affection for once in my life. I’m letting you go, letting everyone go so I can be happy inside myself.
something i call the cleansing process -
so much easier than it seems.
http://www.psychologytoday.com/blog/the-journey-ahe... →
The point here, though, is that time does NOT heal all wounds. A more apt saying is “IT’S WHAT YOU DO WITH THE TIME THAT HEALS.” Like any other aspect of life, mourning is an active, working process, not a passive one.
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You don’t know how much I wish I could fall in love with you. You’re the only one who appreciates me for who I am, who has seen me without make-up on, who texts just because, who cares that I’m alright. But the truth is, that I don’t love anyone. I’m not sure I can. I stare at all sorts of people, trying to trigger that feeling of love inside me, but nothing happens. I always feel...
