late night thoughts #3
and I remember oh so clearly the bruises you would leave on my neck my shoulder my back the type of bruise that showed affection love; in a semi-permanent form but now all you have left me with are bruises on my heart your lies only got you so far and my heart could only become so bruised
i’d love waking up next to you everyday
let me learn how to heal again (via tthematics)
I swear I’ll be fine for weeks, but one morning I’ll wake up and my heart feels heavy for no reason at all. It’s just hard, you know? thinking you’re making all this progress only for it to be ruined by one little thing
Fuck whoever fucked me up so bad that I convinced myself I’m not even worth anyone’s time
good night everyone except all the toxic people throughout my life who made me doubt my self-worth and took advantage of my kindness and patience


