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delicatepoetry
The first person I ever loved was not myself, but him, and maybe that was my biggest mistake. I learned to love the dimples on his cheeks, and the lines under his eyes when he smiled. I learned to love the way his eyes turned angry when he screamed into my face, to love the way his hands tightened around my arms. I loved the way his lips lingered on my skin after begging me to peel off my layers of my clothes. I dug up every little piece of who he was, and planted it inside my heart. I kept love for him every where I went, and even when he left me, my heart was still full. I had put so much effort into loving him, that I forgot to love myself. I saw no beauty unless the beauty I saw was his eyes, I saw no greater happiness, than when I saw his smile. So whenever I looked in the mirror, I felt numb, I felt hate. I could not love the freckles on my cheeks, even though I connected his like stars in the sky. I could not love the way my hair got wavy when it was damp, even though I always twirled pieces of his hair in my fingers. I could not feel sweet melancholy when tears ran down my face, but I could when I wiped away his. I could not get undressed and look at my skin, because it was only worth looking at when he looked. I could not love myself, because I thought it was suppose to be fulfilled by someone else. I had become nothing but a daisy, waiting for my petals to be picked, he loves me, he loves me not. I only ever felt love, when it was given to me by someone else. I could not feel love if it was given to me by myself. Yet all this has taught me a lesson, maybe it’s so easy to love someone else, and so hard to love yourself, because that’s who deserves every ounce of your love; yourself.

i.c. //  "Learning to Love Myself" (via delicatepoetry)

I’m crying because this is so relatable

(via suicidally-broken)

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reality-escape-artist
The difference? This time I won’t wait by my phone. I won’t text you every day to remind you that I exist. I won’t give you that power anymore. You want me? You’ll have to show me.

Midnight Thoughts (I won’t fight for your attention anymore)

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fuckingheartlesscunt
hey guys, hope your skin is clear and you get a text from someone you like real soon.

also that your lunch tastes good, you find twenty dollars on the ground, and that thing coming up that you were dreading turns out not so bad

Passing this good karma

I reblogged this 3 days ago and my skin got clear and I got a message from a guy who refers to me as queen yesterday. Good karma vibes all around.

Really truly hope that positive small things happen to you all

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blossomfully
She will cry. She will cry over you like there is no tomorrow, until her throat is raw and her hair a mess. Her screams will echo through the walls and there will be nothing beautiful about it. She will tear out the pages of her diary that she dedicated to you and swear your name will never again appear on the crisp pages that are so important to her. But two days later the words won’t come and she’ll find herself scrawling your name over and over until the ink blurs and merges with her tears. She will curse you and curse herself and curse the skies for everything and nothing. There will be days when the sun shines but all she will see is rain and clouds, and days when she won’t see anything at all. And fuck. She will love you even though her heart is breaking because she gave you a part of herself that you refuse to return. But know this, she will also learn to forget you, so when she walks by in two months time, laughing and smiling without a care in the world, you will wonder how she slipped through your fingers, and she won’t care. Not one single bit.

(via hisworkofart)

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dakdakdakdakota

Let's make a list of things that make you feel like a complete piece of shit

1. When you’re really passionate about something and people don’t appreciate it.

2. When you love someone, they lead you on, and later they decide to be just friends.