broke my trust

And someone asked about you.

I told them I loved you.
But I didn’t tell them that you still had me even if I don’t have you.

Goodness, did I love you.

—  No One Told Me Remembering Is Worse Than Forgetting
Why is it that
we doubt ourselves
when someone
hurts us?
Why is it that
we wonder where
we went wrong
instead of where
they went wrong?
Why is it that
we let them
define us so easily
and we don’t
blame them for
what they’ve done
to us?
Why is it that
we are willing
to believe
it was our fault
for being too much
too loving
too caring
too clingy
to attached
too naive
too—
whatever the hell
they say?
—  excerpt from a book I’ll never write #66

Fox: cancels Pitch despite it getting rave critic reviews and (although admittedly not high) steady viewership (despite terrible scheduling of the show)

Fox: also cancelled Arrested Development after 3 seasons back in the day, after shitty marketing and not high ratings (despite good reviews)

Brooklyn 99: is a current Fox show that has rave critic views but a small (yet steady) viewership and is currently in its fourth season

Me:

Originally posted by yourreactiongifs

Don’t flatter yourselves guys, my father broke my heart long before you ever had a chance.
—  Epitome of Daddy issues
You once made me fall asleep with a smile on my face. You now make me fall asleep with a tear stained pillow and a broken heart.
Not again

I spoke to you today after months of silence and days of constant heartache and missing
You apologised but said you didn’t have any excuse
You told me you haven’t been happy since our last happy conversation
You told me what we had was very precious and so damn rare
I told you that I still love you. Of course I do.
I told you but I don’t respect you and I can’t ever trust you.
You cried and told me love is important
I cried too and said it is but not only when you fancy
And then I heard you plead like a scared little child,
‘Please! Please stay’
And in that moment I thought to myself ‘why the hell not?’
Until I heard my heart whisper timidly at first and then scream with rage
'Leave. I don’t want to be broken again’