One of the hardest things you will ever have to do my dear is grieve the loss of a person who is still alive.
My father’s advice #1 (via northern-proper)
“hey im emotionally unstable and not good at texting do u wanna date me”
You know what fucking hurts? Feeling someone slowly lose interest in you. They don’t ask how your day was, or what you’re doing. They don’t show much interest in conversation. It’s like they’re just slowly backing out of your life and there’s nothing you can do but keep smiling politely and pretend that you don’t notice.”
Something I wrote at 4am (via brokenstringswithpaperthings)
