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I’m scared I’ll never love anyone else the way I love you. I’m scared I’ll never be able to kiss someone again without thinking of you. I’m scared I’ll never be as compatible as I was with you. I’m scared I’ll never be able to forget about your smile and the way your voice spoke when you told me you loved me. I’m scared I’ll never be able to look into the future without seeing your face. I’m scared I’ll never find someone to teach me how to love again.

I’m so fucking scared. (via h-e–a—rtbreak)

Scared.

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I knew it wouldn’t work out. I remember playing with puzzles as a kid, and forcing pieces into gaps where they did not belong. It felt good until I had no option but to face the fact that, that piece did not belong there. Same thing happened to us.
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“I mostly want to kiss you because I know I shouldn’t. And also because of your lips, your lips, your lips, I can’t erase them from my memory. I can’t forget their fullness or the way they pressed to mine, I can’t forget kissing you because it used to send electricity down my spine and I have never felt so many feelings at once. And now I can’t breathe, I can’t breathe because I keep kissing people and nothing happens, nothing fits, nothing sparks, nothing is making me feel, and I need to feel, please, I need to feel anything but numb. I need a kiss that will thrill me to my bones, because I am choking on my memory of your lips.”

Till-forever-finds-me (via till-forever-finds-me)

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goavajuice

“ A great sorrow, and one that I am only beginning to understand: we don’t get to choose our own hearts. We can’t make ourselves want what’s good for us or what’s good for other people. We don’t get to choose the people we are”

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nakedly
Maybe sometimes, we are the ones breaking our own hearts. We walk into a situation, get attached to someone all by choice. And then we let them break our hearts, because we’re the ones who gave them the opportunity to.

tuesday night thoughts (via nakedly)