Person: You always so quiet
Me: Bitch idk what to say
s/o to me cause i really be going through it and i pick myself up every damn time
you fall in love with the little things about someone, like the sound of their laughter and the way their smile forms.
The feeling of “the end” is one of the hardest, i think. it’s long awaited responses. staring at your phone waiting for them to call (they usually don’t). it’s beating yourself up over all the chances you gave. it’s feeling forgotten when they’re all you remember. it’s crying yourself to sleep and waking up not feeling any better. it’s distracting yourself with things you don’t even care about. it’s replaying the past over and over. it’s wanting to delete pictures and messages but at the same time wanting to save them forever. it’s listening to old voicemails when you miss them. it’s i love you again and again. it’s why why why. you’ll ask yourself a million questions and wonder if there’s something you could’ve done differently. there is nothing you could’ve done. if you give your heart to someone and love them with your all, what is left? you did what you could. it doesn’t mean it wasn’t enough. it doesn’t mean you’re not enough. the sad part is, you may feel like you’re not enough. you may feel so small and so overlooked that you don’t even want to exist. you’ll wonder where YOU went wrong. heartbreak is never easy. sometimes two hearts break and sometimes only one does. when it’s just yours, hold on. hold on to the love that comes from other places and also hold on to yourself.
you ever wanna fuck the living shit outta somebody but also cook for them and make sure they’re emotionally stable?






