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“I miss you”,
the three words that only appear once he stops getting what he wants.
“I like you, really”,
when the word “love” is too much for him to handle, but he still feels the need to persuade you it’s there.
“Please”,
when the only thing left for him to do is beg, he already knows that he doesn’t deserve you. So don’t give in; don’t let grudges go. He’s begging for something he can’t commit to, and he knows that too damn well. You’re worth more than an “I miss you text” late at night, and no response in the morning. Be careful of the boys whose heads are filled with lust; if they’ve never seen love, they’ll never give it.
-11:41am ; 4.15.18
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You know what? I was sick. I was sick of being treated like shit. I was sick of coming back to you and forgiving you every goddamned time and you took advantage of it every single time. I was sick of you ignoring me and only talking to me when it suited you. I was sick of your lies, your bullshit, your secrets. I was sick of crying. I was sick of waking up with tears rolling down my cheeks because of the terrible nightmare I had about losing you (little did I know that I was losing you more and more everyday) And I was sick of going to sleep barley being able to breathe and having to gasp for air every five minutes, all because I was feeling unwanted as hell and you couldn’t care less. I was sick of being mad. I was sick of being mad at myself and putting all the blame on me. I was fucking sick of myself for putting myself through so much shit all because I loved you and put you before me.

I was sick of being sick.

- But I’m ok now.

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” Forgiving you was pretty easy, I’m used to it. But tell me, how am I supposed to forgive myself? ”

- I put myself through hell for you

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I knew I did from that first moment we met. It was… Not love at first sight exactly, but - familiarity. Like: oh, hello, it’s you. It’s going to be you.

Mhairi McFarlane (via 5000letters)

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I gave him my all my trust, and my love; I held out my heart handed him the gun but when things got rough he pulled the trigger

such a sad love, these things end so badly // 11:32pm ; 5.28.17 (via overdosedemotions)

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Infatuation; When you first fall in love, everything is happy. They have no flaws, everything about them is perfect, and every little thing they do drives you crazy. But he was in love with that first feeling, not me. And once that feeling was gone, so was he.

infatuation kills, especially when the other swears they were in love // 4:42pm ; 5.29.17 (via overdosedemotions)

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Love; it’s just so different for boys. You lost feelings for me because you suddenly didn’t find me attractive anymore, yet you still love my personality so you tried to stay. But no matter how much you loved my kindness, my humor, my sincerity, it just wasn’t enough for you. And it sucks because I didn’t fall for you for your looks, I fell for you because of your heart. And once I fell in love with your heart, everything else instantly became beautiful. I never liked you because you were “hot” or “attractive”, I never liked you for your body or your face, but I did fall in love with your smile, your laugh, and all the little things you did for me. So why wasn’t that enough, why isn’t my heart enough to keep you, to let you stay? If only our eyes only saw our hearts, our minds, our souls; maybe you would still find me “attractive.” If only you saw beauty in the ways I do; from the inside, not out.

I loved every aspect of your heart, so why doesn’t mine matter to you anymore // 11:03pm ; 6.8.17 (via overdosedemotions)

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I think the hardest part about losing you wasn’t the fact that you left. It was the days, weeks, months after you left that continued to break me. It was the times I drove by the places we used to go that would sweep me back into our memories. It was your scent that still lingers in my clothes, the playlists we made which still find their way to my radio; those are what truly tore me apart. Your leaving was devastating, destructive, everything I didn’t want to happen; but the storm that pounded down on me afterwards was what destroyed me. The memories, the habits that I’m now forced to break, learning to live without you, has been the hardest part of it all. Trying to fill this emptiness myself, learning not to rely on you for my happiness, is completely terrifying. You’re just a habit I’ve been trying to break, but somehow I find my way right back to the start every time.

why do you have to stay? i’ll never get over you, now // 9:13pm ; 7.7.17 (via overdosedemotions)