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Caitlin

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I was pretty sure you were the one. I had hopes and dreams for us. I thought we’ll be able to overcome everything together. But sadly it has always been an ‘I’  but never a ‘We’. It’s always been me hoping and not the two of us.

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i am thankful tor the moon for reminding me there is always something greater out there. something so much more than just myself and my little world. i am thankful for the sun rising each morning, reminding me to rise up and try again. i am thankful for the stars shining in the sky for making me believe in miracles and magic. i am thankful for the people i encounter each and every day for proving to me that despite all of the evil and injustice that is so prevalent in our society, love and compassion and hope still exist. i am thankful for the people i surround myself by for lifting me up and filling my life with so much love and laughter and light. for sticking with me through everything. the good times and the bad. always being a hand to hold, a shoulder to cry on. i am thankful for these things that hold together the broken pieces we call our world.

the glue that holds us together

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they say time heals all wounds. at first i thought that was a load of crap. i felt like i could never in a million years get over you. never feel like myself again. i thought that i would never learn to love again. until i did. i not only felt like myself again, but i became my best self. the girl i always wanted to be. i exceeded all expectations i had set. and i am now living the happiest i have in the longest time. so please, do me a favor. stop. don't think about reaching out to me. don't ask to have me back. don't tell me you want to "catch up". because you broke me. and i had to piece myself together. bring myself back and i cannot afford to have you pulling me apart, bringing me down once more.

time truly does heal all wounds

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Don’t drag other people if you’re having a bad day. Instead, absorb people’s positivity to lift you up. So everyone can have a happy life.

friendly reminder from me (via inner)

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there’s a moment right before waking up. between waking and sleeping. and it’s in this moment that pain, loneliness, and worries don’t exist. in this moment, your heart is no longer broken. everything is okay. and just for a moment, it doesn’t hurt anymore. your empty heart no longer aches. the tears dry and the pain subsides. it’s the time in which you can be whoever you want. feel however you want. it’s in these waking moments that the storm dies down and the sun peers through the grey clouds. it’s the sound of birds chirping and the sight of flowers blossoming. this small, often unrecognizable moment is the time that you become you again. until once again, it hurts a little more. your heart begins to ache. the tears continue to fall and the pain comes again. it’s so important that we embrace these moments. for one day, those moments of fantasy become a reality. the pain will diminish and you’ll look back and you’ll forget why it even hurt in the first place.

the calm between two storms

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ghosts have made their homes in the space between where we used to be and where we are now, almost filling the gaping hole inside of me. they contort themselves to provide the illusion that everything is alright and that you are not missing. this distorted reality is an obscure haven, one where i almost forget that i am fading in your head and in your heart. no ghost can fully erase the overwhelming presence of your absence, though. they cannot provide the serenity that you do. regardless, this is a thank you to the ghosts that sit in the extra space between you and me. this is a thank you for almost creating a reality in which you never left.

a thank you letter to the ghosts (catherine w // sempiternalwriting)

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I want that undeniable kind of love that when your mom asks about me, I hope your cheeks turn pink and you have to keep your lips pressed shut because if you open your mouth you won’t be able to keep from telling her how fucking in love you are, the kind of love you wear on all of your clothes, even on your skin, and between strands of hair, the kind of love everyone can see, even when the two of us are on opposite sides of the room, the kind of love that you can see in pictures and hear in my voice. I want my voice to sound like love. I want strangers to speak to me and think “wow, she’s in love.”I hope you never bite me out of the tips of your fingernails or rinse me out of your hairI hope you never shrug me off or tell your dad that we’re only friends because I’ve had that kind of love, love that you can brush under the carpet when you need to the kind of love that disappears while you kiss her but comes back the second you see me, I don’t want the kind of love that you can ignore, I want that in your fucking face, in your mouth, in your hair, in your teeth, on your sleeves kind of love.

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