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“In my head I know I’ve been in love before, but it doesn’t feel like it. Being in love with you is better than the first time. It feels like the first time and the last time and the only time all at once.”

— Nicola Yoon, Everything, Everything

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“After you find out all the things that can go wrong, your life becomes less about living and more about waiting.”

— Chuck Palahniuk, Choke

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“Sometimes you imagine that everything could have been different for you, that if only you had gone right one day when you chose to go left, you would be living a life you could never have anticipated. But at other times you think there was no other way forward–that you were always bound to end up exactly where you have.”

— Kevin Brockmeier, The View from the Seventh Layer

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“I guess I’m trying to say, grab anything that goes by. It may not come around again.”

— John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent

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I miss us.

I know loving you was difficult, but If I could do it again I would. (via flame)

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Sometimes I wonder what I would do and say if our paths were ever to cross again. Would I be angry, or sad, or maintain an illusion of apathy? Would I shake or cry or turn away or calmly take you in my arms, encircling you in forgiveness? Do I even want to see you again? Is it not easier just to push you from my mind and pray that the memory of you which taunts me so fades away over time until I struggle to conjure up your face? At the end of the day I suppose it’s a good thing that I decided to leave despite how much pain it caused me but if I swallow my pride like cough syrup I would confess that I miss you and sometimes I see things on the internet that make me think of you or watch a trailer for a film I wish that I could see with you and it will trigger a certain sadness that I feel in the wake of your absence and I know that even though I’m over you I still can’t forget you and maybe I will always love you eternally, infinitely, like love is supposed to be and I’ve already used the laser removal metaphor but your name is a tattoo right across my chest that I got when I was younger and I don’t regret getting it I just regret that it makes me think of you because when I think of you I get sad and thoughts of lost love plague me like mosquitoes in the summertime buzzing in my fucking ears too loudly for me to ignore them.   And I guess in a way I should be grateful for what occurred between us because now I’ve got a tortured romantic narrative to last me a lifetime and everyone on Tumblr liked the poems I wrote for you and I’m sorry that you read them too you weren’t supposed to see my unrequited love was supposed to be a quiet one but it roared inside me like a bushfire and I was a dragon breathing odes of love instead of flame and you were a little bitch who couldn’t handle being burnt but also I’m sorry for causing you that pain, it was a pleasure to me and I’ve got inherently selfish tendencies. Anyway the point of this poem is to say that if our paths were ever to cross again I’d apologise because I see now why you pushed me so far away and why you had to push so much harder because I so badly wanted to stay.
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‘I have a big hole in my heart,’ I said. ‘But it’ll close over.’ ‘I don’t want to sound all Dr. Phil,’ she said. ‘But don’t let the scab seal the pain in, okay?’ 'That’s good advice,’ I said. 'I hope I can manage it.’

Charlaine Harris, Definitely Dead

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Sometimes you just want to reverse. Rewind the gears of time that turn with our regret, turn with our pain and bleeding hearts. But never are we allowed to fix ourselves with new names and paint ourselves with new faces lest we burn the remnants of who we once were, so pick up your matches and sever your ties, pick up a brush and fix yourself a new heart, a new name, a new face. There’s only one way to turn back time darling and I’ll kill even myself to do so.

written-in-blu, I hope we don’t meet in my next life (via wnq-writers)