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99% emo lyrics, 1% dad jokes
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i. what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger except i keep these scars, and my skin will always shudder under the touch where you left your marks ii. what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger except for the wounds, although hidden inside, that i will forever carry and that your memory will always scratch upon iii. what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger except my heart keeps its cracks and like a pot i tried to fix, it will always be ready to break that much easier iv. what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger except for the trust you broke, no matter how hard i’ll try, i could never trust anyone as fully as before v. what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger except for these scars I keep and this shattered heart I carry; except for the love I had kept for myself and the sense of trust I lost; except for the tears I still cry and the wounds I hide inside vi. what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, except all of this tells a different story.

the broken parts tell a different story. (via pinhazpple)

Part one It was quiet, Eerily quiet, an unspoken feeling between us. It was Cold, wind blowing hard, whipping our hair around. I could feel the warmth radiating off her, and I desperately wanted to move close. Her breaths were long and deep, And when she spoke, tears still coated her voice. She’s scared, scared of love maybe? Sacred of how she feels? Scared of falling to far and not being caught? Scared of me? My heart was shattered, broken past the point of being fixed. And I can only imagine how she felt. I caught her eyes, the were dark and heavy. God, I could get lost in those eyes, those eyes that I had become so accustomed to. A tear slipped out of my eye, and she cringed at the sight. She turned quickly, angling her body away from me. But I couldn’t take it. Not anymore. I grabbed her arm, my fingers wrapping around her soft skin and my other hand reaching for her face. She faced me, and in her face I could see pain. Pain that I had caused. A tear slowly left her eye, and it pushed me over the edge. I grabbed her face and kissed her hard, desperately putting everything I couldn’t say into it. When she pulled away, words came tumbling out of her mouth. “I still love you”

A.P (via 3amwritting)

Here we are

They told me to kill myself, But they didn’t realize I was already dead They told me to be happy, But I knew that wouldn’t happen

So I walked in front of a bus, But it didn’t hit me So I tried to jump off a building, But I was too afraid to take the step

I realized I was too weak to kill myself, I realized I was a failure at that too I realized that if I can’t even die right I would never amount to anything

I found someone, someone I liked But then I messed them up too I wanted to make them happy But I never will now

I thought that I’d be somebody, I thought that I’d help people, I thought that life would be fun, I didn’t think I’d feel like this

But here we are, faking smiles But here we are, dead inside But here we are, cutting But here we are, slowly rotting

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Life seems unfair. You put someone first who constantly puts you second. You study your ass off day and night for exams only to get a C. You give 110% to someone in a relationship who only gives 60% back. You’re there for a best friend at 3:00am and the next day they don’t reply to your message. It seems like you’re giving everyone everything, and they’re just walking away with it.

(via phototags)

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and so she walked away, with a smile on her face and burning desire in her heart, and she never looked back.

olerio.tumblr.com (she moved on)

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Monday 8:27am I woke up with you on my mind. You called me babe last night — my heart is still pounding. Tuesday 10:53pm Today I realized we won’t work. What we are is hurting her. And I think she matters more to me than you do. Wednesday 11:52pm I broke things off with you today. She barely said a word. I’ve never regretted anything more than this. Thursday 4:03pm I shouldn’t have sent that message. You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it. Friday 9:57pm I almost messaged you today. I didn’t. Saturday 8:49pm I’m walking around town in search of alcohol. They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart. I want to put that to the test. Sunday 2:32am I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before. I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me. I can’t help but wish you weren’t. I thought I was irreplaceable.

a week with you on my mind, c.j.n. (via panamaweddings)

The hardest thing is to accept that someone you care about is treating you badly. Maybe not on purpose, and maybe not all the time, but you have a self worth and a value and if you pretend that you don’t know what it is, so will everyone else.