I skated on innocence expecting sympathy.
I just need someone I can talk to 24/7 so I don’t go insane. I’m sad but interaction makes me happy.
"part of me
wants to die tonight
part of me
wants it to be an accident
and part of me
wants someone to notice
and stop me"
- (via writingawaythescars)
(via eccentricla)
"Sometimes when we’re in love, we take the facts and spin them into pretty stories. But it’s a dangerous thing to do – because one day, like it or not, you’re going to see the world as it really is. You found out people aren’t always who you want them to be. And if you’re not ready for the truth…well, let’s just say it can come as a bit of a shock."
- Kirsten Miller, The Eternal Ones
(via wordsnquotes)
(via trash-t0ngue-talker)
"You don’t ever forget someone, do you?
They are just buried in the deepest, darkest part of you, occasionally making a guest appearance to pinch you."
- wtfelicia (via wnq-writers)
(via wanderingmercenary)
"one day I will stop all this yearning
but for now it’s coming off me like perfume.
I don’t know what to do with old love
so I stuff it in my mouth like cotton balls
and pretend I’m not choking. if you catch
me on the wrong day, I’ll cry all over your
favorite shirt and that’s how you’ll remember
me years later. I’ve always been a phone call
jarring you from sleep and it’s not worth answering.
yesterday, there was a needle in my neck
and I didn’t even flinch. that should tell you
all there is to know about me."
- Fortesa Latifi - everything there is (via madgirlf)
(via lovelustquotes)
Since you left
I’m too fixated on falling in love.
The cooling embers of a heart that was once on fire for you
only continues to beat in hopes of being reignited.
My fingers ache for callused hands to be laced through each pinky promise
you never kept.
My eyes yearn to be closed after these sleepless nights in a bed I can’t call my own.
Not since you slept in it.
Not since you left.
Since you left, the night sky hasn’t quite looked the same.
Because I saw the stars in your eyes as if they were aligned for us but now they all lay ascued
and my world doesn’t seem the same.
I’m forced to stare at these stars every fucking night while i lay awake.
They say each star is a sun from a different galaxy,
millions of universes.
Maybe one where you still loved me.
Since you left i’ve been alone,
I’ve been left to deal with myself.
At times like this, 2 in the morning, when my gentle heart should be dreaming, the jagged edges of your love comes back and haunts each scar.
I’ve fallen in love but now I can’t get out of this hole I’m stuck in.
I need a pick me up, i need to feel loved, to feel wanted.
I crave the feeling of meaning the world to someone who means the world to me.
I am too fixated on falling in love,
but right now I need to fall asleep.
-(S.P.)
don’t stare at the moon too long or else you’ll remember that nothing in this stupid fucking world makes sense
(via wonder-wall-of-stars)