“I am scared to let people know what’s in my heart.” she said. “Because, I never want to see them run away from me, once they’ve seen its wounds and cracks.”

Hideous, Was It? // ma.c.a

they tell us


reach for the


but what if you

are a


and all your soul

has ever wanted

is to graze the


(i wish i would fall)

being an anxious person means trying to be in control all the time. unfortunately, we can’t control every single thing that happens in our lives and that drive us mad. there is, though, something we can control and it’s our reaction to a bad situation and how we try to make the best of it. remember, it won’t get better unless you make it better.
—  giulswrites 

It Won’t Get Better If…

by M'Leigh Jones

If I give up

If I give in

If I think it’s hopeless

If I think I can’t win

If I don’t keep trying

If I don’t keep moving

If I don’t keep believing

If I don’t keep doing

It won’t get better if…

If lie to myself and others

If I continue to be my own worst enemy

If I burn all my bridges

If I rely on only me

If I dream but don’t try

If I blame others for my short comings

If I fall but don’t get up

If I place my goals aside for other things

It won’t get better If…

If I don’t see the value in things

If I don’t plan for hard times the future brings

If I live in a delusion of grandeur

If I decide to be like all others instead of an individual

Written by @mleighsquickspot

At some point you’re gonna have to choose who you love the most. Them or yourself.
—  Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #13 // a.s

But then sometimes
we miss the memories
not the people.

Sometimes we want
the feelings back,
but not with
the same person.

—  ma.c.a // Change of Tides

It started with a simple smile,
that reaches our eyes,
grew into a romantic kiss,
under the sea of stars,
Yet it ended up with tears,
and memories leaving
painful scars.

They say
happy endings
are real,
but maybe
it doesn’t involve
you and me.

—  ma.c.a //Us, From The Past

I knew

I deserve

someone else,

but please

remember that

there were

moments in my life

when all I wanted

to have

was you.

Not anyone else

but you.

Lost Chance//ma.c.a

i run on adrenaline and anger and when i’m done, when i don’t have anything left to give, i feel completely dried out, empty and useless. like a star that has given up shining because no one bothers to look up at the sky anymore.
—  giulswrites

You know why relationship breakups hurt so much?

We feel an overwhelming sense of loss because we have created a genuine connection to someone that makes us emotionally attached to the relationship.

This someone became your emotional comfort, and now, you cannot be comforted by him anymore because he’s the source of your sadness and pain. You don’t know who you will run to because you made him your entire world. You become emotionally attached and dependent. This someone made a huge impact on your life, and you used to live most of your life with him.

Break ups are like losing a piece of your identity. You feel it’s still within you, but it no longer exists. The absence of the relationship and everything in between will become a strong memory to you. It will haunt and kill you every single night.

It hurts because you lose the person you weren’t willing to give up just yet. You invested so much of your time, energy and emotions to that someone and all of a sudden, it’s all gone. Once upon a time, you were happy together, and now you’re not. You’re all alone again.

—  E.J. Cenita
I want to make a mess. I want to break rules, break hearts, break plates and glasses. I want to scream into the void until my lungs ache and rip my heart out of my chest. I crave chaos so I can convince myself that what I actually want is not you.
—  giulswrites

I can’t wait
for the moment
to come
when hearing
your name
will not hurt me

when feeling
your presence
will not bring
rainbows and
like the way
it did before

when missing you
will not become
as difficult like
I’ve been through.

—  ma.c.a
And I’ll always
wonder about
what’s swirling
in your mind—
what’s blooming
in your heart,
but I’ll always
be terrified
of not being
able to find
my name
written inside
any of them.
—  ma.c.a // Please, Say Who I Am
You are like a drug that I’m addicted to. So wrong, but feels so right.
—  Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #11 // a.s

1. Hello.
2. I miss you.
3. Can we talk?
4. I hope I’m not annoying you.
5. I want to see you.
6. Please tell me you’re doing fine.
7. I’m worried about you.
8. Let’s listen to our favorite song.
9. Do not let other people bring you down.
10. I hope you’re truly happy.
11. I love you. I really do.

We started from 1 and I felt 11. Sometimes we do 8 with comforting silence. You used to remind me about 9. And I will always be grateful about everything we’ve had. Wherever you are, and whoever you’re with, please always remember 2, and 10.

—  ma.c.a // 4 but 7,3,5 and 6 : An Indirect Message From Me