1.14.17 // Austen 💘

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"l was the type of person, that held onto things too tight, unable to release my grip, when it no longer felt right. And although it gave me blisters, and my fingers would all ache, I always thought that holding on, was worth the pain it takes. 
I used to think in losing things, I'd lose part of me too, that slowly I'd become someone, my heart no longer knew. Then one day something happened. I dropped what I had once held dear, but my soul became much lighter, instead of filled with fear. And it taught my heart that some things, aren't meant to last for long, they to teach you lessons, and then continue on. 
You don't have to cling to people, who no longer make you smile, or do something you've come to hate, if it isn't worth your while. That sometimes the thing you're fighting for, isn't worth the cost, and not everything you ever lose, is bound to be a loss."
-erin hanson

"l was the type of person, that held onto things too tight, unable to release my grip, when it no longer felt right. And although it gave me blisters, and my fingers would all ache, I always thought that holding on, was worth the pain it takes. 
I used to think in losing things, I'd lose part of me too, that slowly I'd become someone, my heart no longer knew. Then one day something happened. I dropped what I had once held dear, but my soul became much lighter, instead of filled with fear. And it taught my heart that some things, aren't meant to last for long, they to teach you lessons, and then continue on. 
You don't have to cling to people, who no longer make you smile, or do something you've come to hate, if it isn't worth your while. That sometimes the thing you're fighting for, isn't worth the cost, and not everything you ever lose, is bound to be a loss."
-erin hanson

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"WAYS HE WILL BREAK YOU:
i. he’ll make you believe that your body is his shelter. he will tear your chest open and make a home for himself between your heart and your lungs, and when he decides to leave you he will break every one of your ribs on his way out. 
ii. he holds you the way he holds his burnt out cigarettes. you will find yourself hanging at the edges of his lips, swaying back and forth in his mouth until his tongue pushes you back out and drops you like ashes beneath his feet. he will walk away with pieces of you stuck to the bottom of his shoe. 
iii. he never calls you his work of art, instead his words hang around ‘a work in progress.’ You’ll carry the colors of autumn on your skin, and he will tell you that you are his favorite canvas for painting. he teaches you that art should feel like a punch in the gut or a slap across the face and soon enough your body will feel less like a masterpiece and more like discolored pages torn out of scrapbooks. 
iv. trying to reach him will be like clashing through ocean waves with anchors tied around your feet. and you’ve never learned how to swim against the tides when your paper body is dissolving in saltwater. you will swim to him like he is your lighthouse and you are a stranded boat but he will never catch you when your body lands against the docks. 
v. on nights he will carry the bitter aftertaste of cheap beer and other women between his teeth, he’ll convince you that your love is his only drug. you will only know love as slippery kisses along your chest and fingers digging into your back and empty words finding their way into your ears in the dark and you will only know the love he wants you to know."

"WAYS HE WILL BREAK YOU:
i. he’ll make you believe that your body is his shelter. he will tear your chest open and make a home for himself between your heart and your lungs, and when he decides to leave you he will break every one of your ribs on his way out. 
ii. he holds you the way he holds his burnt out cigarettes. you will find yourself hanging at the edges of his lips, swaying back and forth in his mouth until his tongue pushes you back out and drops you like ashes beneath his feet. he will walk away with pieces of you stuck to the bottom of his shoe. 
iii. he never calls you his work of art, instead his words hang around ‘a work in progress.’ You’ll carry the colors of autumn on your skin, and he will tell you that you are his favorite canvas for painting. he teaches you that art should feel like a punch in the gut or a slap across the face and soon enough your body will feel less like a masterpiece and more like discolored pages torn out of scrapbooks. 
iv. trying to reach him will be like clashing through ocean waves with anchors tied around your feet. and you’ve never learned how to swim against the tides when your paper body is dissolving in saltwater. you will swim to him like he is your lighthouse and you are a stranded boat but he will never catch you when your body lands against the docks. 
v. on nights he will carry the bitter aftertaste of cheap beer and other women between his teeth, he’ll convince you that your love is his only drug. you will only know love as slippery kisses along your chest and fingers digging into your back and empty words finding their way into your ears in the dark and you will only know the love he wants you to know."

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“You will try to make it work
you will pick up the pieces of your broken heart and tangle them back together with a lace bra and his favorite perfume
and you’ll kiss him like he wasn’t the one aiming the gun at your chest, bullets flying from his mouth into every part of your body a few months ago
and you’ll feel like god
and you’ll think “thank fucking god I don’t have to miss him anymore” because he’s yours again
but just for the night
tomorrow you’ll wake up in a whirlpool of sweat and numbness and the taste of heartbreak will be fresh in your mouth, it’ll come slowly at first, like the first few drops of rain, before the storm that tears everything apart and leaves you drowning and soaks through everything you love
and he’ll love you again
but never at the right time
never when it could work
and sometimes you’ll think you’ve almost got it
but it’ll slip through your fingers and break all over again
like it did the first time
and the time before that
and you will be okay
but you will never be okay the same way you were when you were eleven and you were nothing but skinned knees and smiles 
and he did not ruin you but he could. 
he fucking could.”
you can only die once (via extrasad)

“You will try to make it work
you will pick up the pieces of your broken heart and tangle them back together with a lace bra and his favorite perfume
and you’ll kiss him like he wasn’t the one aiming the gun at your chest, bullets flying from his mouth into every part of your body a few months ago
and you’ll feel like god
and you’ll think “thank fucking god I don’t have to miss him anymore” because he’s yours again
but just for the night
tomorrow you’ll wake up in a whirlpool of sweat and numbness and the taste of heartbreak will be fresh in your mouth, it’ll come slowly at first, like the first few drops of rain, before the storm that tears everything apart and leaves you drowning and soaks through everything you love
and he’ll love you again
but never at the right time
never when it could work
and sometimes you’ll think you’ve almost got it
but it’ll slip through your fingers and break all over again
like it did the first time
and the time before that
and you will be okay
but you will never be okay the same way you were when you were eleven and you were nothing but skinned knees and smiles 
and he did not ruin you but he could. 
he fucking could.”
you can only die once (via extrasad)

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"moving on
1. if it still hurts to look at him do not fall for another man, you aren’t actually falling for him your looking for something to fill the voided. 
2. When he finds someone after you guys have ended don’t trash her because she’s just accepting the love- as you did.
3. remember that it’s okay to wear the jeans he liked or the shirt you wore on the first date, he shouldn’t effect the way you dress because he was attracted to it.
4. it’s okay to move on from him. don’t go back to him, he didn’t love you right the first time don’t let him get a second chance to break your heart.
5. the next boy you love is probably going to make you wait and that’s okay because maybe he’s going threw the same thing as you, but remember that you need to move on.”
—for anyone who needs it

"moving on
1. if it still hurts to look at him do not fall for another man, you aren’t actually falling for him your looking for something to fill the voided. 
2. When he finds someone after you guys have ended don’t trash her because she’s just accepting the love- as you did.
3. remember that it’s okay to wear the jeans he liked or the shirt you wore on the first date, he shouldn’t effect the way you dress because he was attracted to it.
4. it’s okay to move on from him. don’t go back to him, he didn’t love you right the first time don’t let him get a second chance to break your heart.
5. the next boy you love is probably going to make you wait and that’s okay because maybe he’s going threw the same thing as you, but remember that you need to move on.”
—for anyone who needs it

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“But that’s just how it works. One day he does something that feels like the last straw, that convinces you to walk away, despite how crazy in love you were. You text him that it’s over and you’re so angry that you swear to yourself to never care again. But a week later, you miss him so hard that you just want to go back begging. But you don’t. And of course he doesn’t either. You can blame it on his ego, but it’s exactly what you are doing too.
You replay every moment you spent with him and every word he said to you and every song you listened to together. You miss him because you used to get through every day knowing that you would talk to him in the night and hearing his voice would soothe you. You miss him because even fighting with him felt like love because you only ever fought for each other. You miss him because your fingertips left glitter on his face when you ran them down his stubble, and it can’t be washed away. You miss him because he wrote his name on your veins and it just don’t seem to fade away. You miss him because his arms felt strong and safe around you and now they must just feel empty. 
You miss him so hard and so long and wonder if he ever misses you even a little. You check your phone every hour to see if he has texted you, even though you know he wouldn’t have. 
Every second you spent being his feels like a dream doesn’t it? It was too good to be true, and you knew it even then. But would you take it all back just to save yourself all the heartbreak? No. You would go through it a hundred times over if only you could spend those limited minutes feeling that kind of love again.
But you never go back. You never send that “I miss you, let’s start over.” text. You sit there and miss him every second and let the pain kill you.
Does he ever text you saying he wants to come back? Do you ever get over him? 
I don’t know yet.”

“But that’s just how it works. One day he does something that feels like the last straw, that convinces you to walk away, despite how crazy in love you were. You text him that it’s over and you’re so angry that you swear to yourself to never care again. But a week later, you miss him so hard that you just want to go back begging. But you don’t. And of course he doesn’t either. You can blame it on his ego, but it’s exactly what you are doing too.
You replay every moment you spent with him and every word he said to you and every song you listened to together. You miss him because you used to get through every day knowing that you would talk to him in the night and hearing his voice would soothe you. You miss him because even fighting with him felt like love because you only ever fought for each other. You miss him because your fingertips left glitter on his face when you ran them down his stubble, and it can’t be washed away. You miss him because he wrote his name on your veins and it just don’t seem to fade away. You miss him because his arms felt strong and safe around you and now they must just feel empty. 
You miss him so hard and so long and wonder if he ever misses you even a little. You check your phone every hour to see if he has texted you, even though you know he wouldn’t have. 
Every second you spent being his feels like a dream doesn’t it? It was too good to be true, and you knew it even then. But would you take it all back just to save yourself all the heartbreak? No. You would go through it a hundred times over if only you could spend those limited minutes feeling that kind of love again.
But you never go back. You never send that “I miss you, let’s start over.” text. You sit there and miss him every second and let the pain kill you.
Does he ever text you saying he wants to come back? Do you ever get over him? 
I don’t know yet.”

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“Maybe he still checks my Instagram every so often to see my goofy smile in a sea of pictures, just to remind himself of what it felt like to be the one to make me grin like that. Maybe his heart skips a beat or two when he thinks he sees something that means I’m with another someone. Maybe he sighs in relief when he sees that it’s just a friend that I’m with. Maybe he’ll drive down the road to go get donuts with his mom and that song will come on, and his mom will ask why his shoulders tensed up. Maybe he’ll quickly change the radio station and say, ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about.’ Maybe he’ll see the shop I always shopped at and smile slightly to himself because I always complained that I spent too much money on things I didn’t need. Maybe he’ll run his fingers over the skin that covers his heart, because he always knew I loved heartbeats, especially his. Maybe he’ll look at himself in the mirror and try to admire his eyes the way I did, but won’t be able to because he never saw why I viewed them as something so ethereal. But, maybe he doesn’t bother to think of me or the things I loved, because maybe he doesn’t miss me even a little bit, not even at all.”
E. Grin, do you miss me enough to still think about me? (via written-in-pen)

“Maybe he still checks my Instagram every so often to see my goofy smile in a sea of pictures, just to remind himself of what it felt like to be the one to make me grin like that. Maybe his heart skips a beat or two when he thinks he sees something that means I’m with another someone. Maybe he sighs in relief when he sees that it’s just a friend that I’m with. Maybe he’ll drive down the road to go get donuts with his mom and that song will come on, and his mom will ask why his shoulders tensed up. Maybe he’ll quickly change the radio station and say, ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about.’ Maybe he’ll see the shop I always shopped at and smile slightly to himself because I always complained that I spent too much money on things I didn’t need. Maybe he’ll run his fingers over the skin that covers his heart, because he always knew I loved heartbeats, especially his. Maybe he’ll look at himself in the mirror and try to admire his eyes the way I did, but won’t be able to because he never saw why I viewed them as something so ethereal. But, maybe he doesn’t bother to think of me or the things I loved, because maybe he doesn’t miss me even a little bit, not even at all.”
E. Grin, do you miss me enough to still think about me? (via written-in-pen)

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“I want you to know that it is not always easy to love me. In fact, it’s probably never easy to love me. Not even for a second, I’m hard to love. Cause sometimes my heart fills with so much emptiness that it’s hard to breath. And sometimes my mind wanders out to the extreme and brings back emotions I thought would be gone. My point is I’m not easy to love, and if you can’t love me when I don’t talk to you for three days because I’m just so depressed that getting out of bed is hard then you are not fit to love me. If you can’t love me when I’m warm & happy at 2 pm then you can’t love me when I’m cold & harsh at 4 am. I need a lover who knows how to love me when I’m sad because the fact is I can’t do this on my own. Even if I say I can, I know deep down I can’t. And I don’t want to do it all alone which is what I’ve been doing for the past 18 years of life I’ve had. So please, if you’re gonna love me when I’m happy and sweet and spilling I love you’s out like it’s your name then you’re gonna have to love me when I’m on my bathroom floor crying, to tired to move, scared of what I’ll do. You’re gonna have to hold me. You’re gonna have to tell me it’s gonna be okay even if you don’t think it is. You’re gonna have to tell me that even in this mist of sadness that I have you. That I’m not alone even though I feel like I am 99% of the time. So please, please, please be careful with my heart. It’s been broken so many times and sure I’ve always put it back together but my kindness is growing weaker with every I love you that is met with a “goodbye, you weren’t enough.” So all I ask is think. Please think for a good 10 minutes of this, if I’m what you want. If you can handle this. If you choose to stay I promise I’ll love you the same each day. I promise I’ll love you when you are down about life and I promise I’ll love you when you are so joyful that it hurts to smile because you’ve been doing it all day. I promise I’ll love you with everything I have which isn’t much but I hope it’s enough. I hope I’m enough. So when you figure everything out let me know. I’ll be waiting”

“I want you to know that it is not always easy to love me. In fact, it’s probably never easy to love me. Not even for a second, I’m hard to love. Cause sometimes my heart fills with so much emptiness that it’s hard to breath. And sometimes my mind wanders out to the extreme and brings back emotions I thought would be gone. My point is I’m not easy to love, and if you can’t love me when I don’t talk to you for three days because I’m just so depressed that getting out of bed is hard then you are not fit to love me. If you can’t love me when I’m warm & happy at 2 pm then you can’t love me when I’m cold & harsh at 4 am. I need a lover who knows how to love me when I’m sad because the fact is I can’t do this on my own. Even if I say I can, I know deep down I can’t. And I don’t want to do it all alone which is what I’ve been doing for the past 18 years of life I’ve had. So please, if you’re gonna love me when I’m happy and sweet and spilling I love you’s out like it’s your name then you’re gonna have to love me when I’m on my bathroom floor crying, to tired to move, scared of what I’ll do. You’re gonna have to hold me. You’re gonna have to tell me it’s gonna be okay even if you don’t think it is. You’re gonna have to tell me that even in this mist of sadness that I have you. That I’m not alone even though I feel like I am 99% of the time. So please, please, please be careful with my heart. It’s been broken so many times and sure I’ve always put it back together but my kindness is growing weaker with every I love you that is met with a “goodbye, you weren’t enough.” So all I ask is think. Please think for a good 10 minutes of this, if I’m what you want. If you can handle this. If you choose to stay I promise I’ll love you the same each day. I promise I’ll love you when you are down about life and I promise I’ll love you when you are so joyful that it hurts to smile because you’ve been doing it all day. I promise I’ll love you with everything I have which isn’t much but I hope it’s enough. I hope I’m enough. So when you figure everything out let me know. I’ll be waiting”

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"Losing you wasn’t just painful, it was fucking damaging also. It wasn’t me sitting down on a couch surrounded by my friends as we watched movies and ate food to try and forget you. It was me staying up at four in the morning because the thought of you was so fucking strong I couldn’t even close my eyes without seeing your face. It was me swallowing thickly and blinking back tears every time I was in public, the hole in my chest causing my breaths to come out shaky rather than normal. It was me laughing at things for no reason as my stomach turned because the urge of falling apart was getting stronger. It was me crying at random hours during the day and me not wanting to get up out of bed. It wasn’t just me staring blankly at your number, deciding wether or not if I should call you. It was me throwing my phone at the wall and breaking it, because I was drunk again and the thought of you ever changing your information terrified me. It was me deleting our conversations and regretting it because now I couldn’t know where we had went wrong. It fucking hurt, losing you had hurt and I wasn’t ever able to forget that kind of pain." (via tullipsink)

"Losing you wasn’t just painful, it was fucking damaging also. It wasn’t me sitting down on a couch surrounded by my friends as we watched movies and ate food to try and forget you. It was me staying up at four in the morning because the thought of you was so fucking strong I couldn’t even close my eyes without seeing your face. It was me swallowing thickly and blinking back tears every time I was in public, the hole in my chest causing my breaths to come out shaky rather than normal. It was me laughing at things for no reason as my stomach turned because the urge of falling apart was getting stronger. It was me crying at random hours during the day and me not wanting to get up out of bed. It wasn’t just me staring blankly at your number, deciding wether or not if I should call you. It was me throwing my phone at the wall and breaking it, because I was drunk again and the thought of you ever changing your information terrified me. It was me deleting our conversations and regretting it because now I couldn’t know where we had went wrong. It fucking hurt, losing you had hurt and I wasn’t ever able to forget that kind of pain." (via tullipsink)

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"He seems to be doing fine without you, doesn’t he?
Like all those memories, all that time spent together, was nothing.
Do you see him continuing on with life as if nothing had ever happened?
Or even worse, do you already see him flirting with other girls even though it’s only been a couple of days since you guys broke up?
It’s okay, really.
You don’t have to pretend to be fine.
You don’t have to go on dates with boys you couldn’t care less about, and post pics with them on Instagram just to show him that you’re doing fine, too.
You don’t have to look flawless every day with perfect make up and hair, and go to parties and pretend you’re having the time of your life, when all you’d rather be doing is sit at home with a carton of ice cream and watch sad movies.
It’s okay to cry;
it’s okay to miss him, go over pictures of you two.
It’s okay to not delete those messages on your phone, contrast to what all the break up advices say.
A broken heart needs time to heal, after all.
And him?
He will realise his mistake, I assure you baby.
One day it will hit him that no, it’s not her that he’d rather wake up in bed with, but you.
He’s going to realise that it’s not her fake blondes and highlights that he wants, but rather your soft brown hair that always reminded him of chocolates.
Her strong perfume might have enchanted him momentarily, but he’s going to wake up one day and realise it’s the smell of your lavender shampoo he misses the most.
So he’s going to come crawling back to you;
one day you might wake up to a 3AM drunken text message from him; the boy who you cried your heart out for several months ago.
You used to stay up till small hours, hoping against hope that he’d be thinking about you too at this time and send a message.
All those late nights going over cute pictures of you two together, of late night conversations you two had shared.
All those tears shed longing for him.
By the time he reaches out for you again, you would have left all of it behind.
So let yourself cry.
Let yourself mourn and be heartbroken.
Let your heart recover from the last time it was broken."
(via whatcameafter-you on tumblr)

"He seems to be doing fine without you, doesn’t he?
Like all those memories, all that time spent together, was nothing.
Do you see him continuing on with life as if nothing had ever happened?
Or even worse, do you already see him flirting with other girls even though it’s only been a couple of days since you guys broke up?
It’s okay, really.
You don’t have to pretend to be fine.
You don’t have to go on dates with boys you couldn’t care less about, and post pics with them on Instagram just to show him that you’re doing fine, too.
You don’t have to look flawless every day with perfect make up and hair, and go to parties and pretend you’re having the time of your life, when all you’d rather be doing is sit at home with a carton of ice cream and watch sad movies.
It’s okay to cry;
it’s okay to miss him, go over pictures of you two.
It’s okay to not delete those messages on your phone, contrast to what all the break up advices say.
A broken heart needs time to heal, after all.
And him?
He will realise his mistake, I assure you baby.
One day it will hit him that no, it’s not her that he’d rather wake up in bed with, but you.
He’s going to realise that it’s not her fake blondes and highlights that he wants, but rather your soft brown hair that always reminded him of chocolates.
Her strong perfume might have enchanted him momentarily, but he’s going to wake up one day and realise it’s the smell of your lavender shampoo he misses the most.
So he’s going to come crawling back to you;
one day you might wake up to a 3AM drunken text message from him; the boy who you cried your heart out for several months ago.
You used to stay up till small hours, hoping against hope that he’d be thinking about you too at this time and send a message.
All those late nights going over cute pictures of you two together, of late night conversations you two had shared.
All those tears shed longing for him.
By the time he reaches out for you again, you would have left all of it behind.
So let yourself cry.
Let yourself mourn and be heartbroken.
Let your heart recover from the last time it was broken."
(via whatcameafter-you on tumblr)

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"Promise me that if he can’t love you right you’ll leave. No matter how many times he’s promised to change things please remember that he’s broken every single one of those promises. He may say that he loves you, he may tell you that you are the most beautiful girl in the world but you were beautiful before he told you so and you have been and always will be loved by so many people. Don’t stay with him because he tells you everything you want to hear, don’t stay with him because you’re afraid that you’ll never find anyone else, don’t stay with him if he can’t love you the way you deserved to be loved because I can guarantee you that you’ll find someone who will." - I fell in love with a boy who couldn't love me and it destroyed me."

"Promise me that if he can’t love you right you’ll leave. No matter how many times he’s promised to change things please remember that he’s broken every single one of those promises. He may say that he loves you, he may tell you that you are the most beautiful girl in the world but you were beautiful before he told you so and you have been and always will be loved by so many people. Don’t stay with him because he tells you everything you want to hear, don’t stay with him because you’re afraid that you’ll never find anyone else, don’t stay with him if he can’t love you the way you deserved to be loved because I can guarantee you that you’ll find someone who will." - I fell in love with a boy who couldn't love me and it destroyed me."

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“I guess it really sucks, we were made for each other. I know we were, because when I was with you it felt like the entire world stopped spinning and we were the only people who could move through the empty space. It’s horrible because we were perfect, but our timing was well and truly out. We weren’t meant to fall in love so early, but we did, we fell so fucking hard for each other. We acted like we were married and I was so addicted, addicted to the idea of finally feeling at home. You were my home, you were my everything and I can’t help but dream of the day we reunite. But everything’s different now, you’re with her and I’m still waiting for the day you message me telling me that I’m everything you’ve ever wanted and that you’re sorry, and I’ll take you right back and we can continue to build on our love. I loved you, more than anything, I put everything into us and yet I still believe I could give you more, and all I ask, all I want, is one more chance. I pray every night you wake up and miss me, I pray that you suddenly realise that it’s me and it always has been me, but the chances are slim and yet I’m still depending my whole life on them.”

“I guess it really sucks, we were made for each other. I know we were, because when I was with you it felt like the entire world stopped spinning and we were the only people who could move through the empty space. It’s horrible because we were perfect, but our timing was well and truly out. We weren’t meant to fall in love so early, but we did, we fell so fucking hard for each other. We acted like we were married and I was so addicted, addicted to the idea of finally feeling at home. You were my home, you were my everything and I can’t help but dream of the day we reunite. But everything’s different now, you’re with her and I’m still waiting for the day you message me telling me that I’m everything you’ve ever wanted and that you’re sorry, and I’ll take you right back and we can continue to build on our love. I loved you, more than anything, I put everything into us and yet I still believe I could give you more, and all I ask, all I want, is one more chance. I pray every night you wake up and miss me, I pray that you suddenly realise that it’s me and it always has been me, but the chances are slim and yet I’m still depending my whole life on them.”

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Happy 8 months babe. I know I already made a post for you but I love you so much. You deserve the world and I can't wait for you to be here for our 1 year. It'll be as amazing as the first time you were here baby. You're my lil baby sunshine ❤️
We'll have our special night tonight be. I love you. ❤️🐝

Happy 8 months babe. I know I already made a post for you but I love you so much. You deserve the world and I can't wait for you to be here for our 1 year. It'll be as amazing as the first time you were here baby. You're my lil baby sunshine ❤️
We'll have our special night tonight be. I love you. ❤️🐝

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“Warn your sixteen your old self
Warn her that a year from now she might be asking the love of her life how his new girlfriend is
Warn her not to wash her hair everyday because it dries out the ends
Warn her not to mix her drinks because she always gets sick from that 
Warn her not to go to bed with makeup all over her face, it’s not good for her skin 
Warn her not to go to bed crying, her head will hurt in the morning 
Warn her to be more in love with her best friend than with her boyfriend
Warn her to love her mom the most
Warn her to be nice to her little brother
Warn her to be sweet but not too sweet
Warn her to be sweet but tough, something that tastes good in your mouth but can break your goddamn teeth 
Warn her to visit her grandma even though she hates the long car ride
Warn her to take pictures, especially of herself because one day she’ll think she’s beautiful 
Warn her to embrace her body (even her legs) she doesn’t have to love it but she does have to accept it 
Warn her to cry her heart out and use the tears to grow a new one”
-To my sixteen-year-old self (via extrasad)

“Warn your sixteen your old self
Warn her that a year from now she might be asking the love of her life how his new girlfriend is
Warn her not to wash her hair everyday because it dries out the ends
Warn her not to mix her drinks because she always gets sick from that 
Warn her not to go to bed with makeup all over her face, it’s not good for her skin 
Warn her not to go to bed crying, her head will hurt in the morning 
Warn her to be more in love with her best friend than with her boyfriend
Warn her to love her mom the most
Warn her to be nice to her little brother
Warn her to be sweet but not too sweet
Warn her to be sweet but tough, something that tastes good in your mouth but can break your goddamn teeth 
Warn her to visit her grandma even though she hates the long car ride
Warn her to take pictures, especially of herself because one day she’ll think she’s beautiful 
Warn her to embrace her body (even her legs) she doesn’t have to love it but she does have to accept it 
Warn her to cry her heart out and use the tears to grow a new one”
-To my sixteen-year-old self (via extrasad)

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“I always imagined I’d grow up and settle for someone nice I met at university. Even if they didn’t make my chest burn, as long as they made money and were good in bed I would be satisfied. They probably wouldn’t have the same parenting style as me so we would fight and maybe they would like clutter because it felt homey when I like clean because of my anxiety. I thought a nice wedding for my family and a couple of kids would make me feel like I did something right. But Jesus fuck am I glad I found you before I settled for that. Because you, you make my entire being float inside of my body. Because we do have different parenting styles but it’s okay because you can take the kids out for ice cream past bedtime and I’ll make them do homework. And you’re going to make messes but I get anxious when I don’t have something to clean anyway. Because whether it’s a big Spanish wedding for your family or a courthouse wedding just for us, I wouldn’t care I just I want to call you my wife. Because I never would have felt this twarm happiness in my fingertips if I hadn’t found you.”

“I always imagined I’d grow up and settle for someone nice I met at university. Even if they didn’t make my chest burn, as long as they made money and were good in bed I would be satisfied. They probably wouldn’t have the same parenting style as me so we would fight and maybe they would like clutter because it felt homey when I like clean because of my anxiety. I thought a nice wedding for my family and a couple of kids would make me feel like I did something right. But Jesus fuck am I glad I found you before I settled for that. Because you, you make my entire being float inside of my body. Because we do have different parenting styles but it’s okay because you can take the kids out for ice cream past bedtime and I’ll make them do homework. And you’re going to make messes but I get anxious when I don’t have something to clean anyway. Because whether it’s a big Spanish wedding for your family or a courthouse wedding just for us, I wouldn’t care I just I want to call you my wife. Because I never would have felt this twarm happiness in my fingertips if I hadn’t found you.”

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“I’m not completely sure I love you. I’m just a teenage girl who’s bad at all things concerning the art of romance. Even if I don’t love you, I feel pretty damn close. I am absolutely obsessed with you, you occupy my every thought. My heart beats so fast when I think of seeing you again, and I could live in the joy I feel when you’re around. You’re the first person I loved after having my heart absolutely shattered for the first time ever. You taught me that love doesn’t equal pain. Your eyes are so warm, so beautiful, so right. I never knew brown eyes were my favorite until I looked into your’s. I love everything about you, all your insecurities because without them, you wouldn’t be you. You’re far from perfect, but we all are, and that’s okay. There’s nothing I wouldn’t give to be with you right now. I would give up my entire universe if it meant that you were happy. There are so many things I want to say to you, but I have no idea how to string together the words to express them. So, instead, I’ll say this. I think, maybe, after all, I do love you.”
Excerpt from a book I will never write #1066 (via excerptsofstories)

“I’m not completely sure I love you. I’m just a teenage girl who’s bad at all things concerning the art of romance. Even if I don’t love you, I feel pretty damn close. I am absolutely obsessed with you, you occupy my every thought. My heart beats so fast when I think of seeing you again, and I could live in the joy I feel when you’re around. You’re the first person I loved after having my heart absolutely shattered for the first time ever. You taught me that love doesn’t equal pain. Your eyes are so warm, so beautiful, so right. I never knew brown eyes were my favorite until I looked into your’s. I love everything about you, all your insecurities because without them, you wouldn’t be you. You’re far from perfect, but we all are, and that’s okay. There’s nothing I wouldn’t give to be with you right now. I would give up my entire universe if it meant that you were happy. There are so many things I want to say to you, but I have no idea how to string together the words to express them. So, instead, I’ll say this. I think, maybe, after all, I do love you.”
Excerpt from a book I will never write #1066 (via excerptsofstories)

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"Promise me that if he can’t love you right you’ll leave. No matter how many times he’s promised to change things please remember that he’s broken every single one of those promises. He may say that he loves you, he may tell you that you are the most beautiful girl in the world but you were beautiful before he told you so and you have been and always will be loved by so many people. Don’t stay with him because he tells you everything you want to hear, don’t stay with him because you’re afraid that you’ll never find anyone else, don’t stay with him if he can’t love you the way you deserved to be loved because I can guarantee you that you’ll find someone who will." - I fell in love with a boy who couldn't love me and it destroyed me."

"Promise me that if he can’t love you right you’ll leave. No matter how many times he’s promised to change things please remember that he’s broken every single one of those promises. He may say that he loves you, he may tell you that you are the most beautiful girl in the world but you were beautiful before he told you so and you have been and always will be loved by so many people. Don’t stay with him because he tells you everything you want to hear, don’t stay with him because you’re afraid that you’ll never find anyone else, don’t stay with him if he can’t love you the way you deserved to be loved because I can guarantee you that you’ll find someone who will." - I fell in love with a boy who couldn't love me and it destroyed me."

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Q: How can you be so heartbroken over someone you never even dated?
A: Because you never even dated. Because they never even gave you the chance. Because every argument, they threw “we’re not even dating” in your face like clockwork and you didn’t have anything to combat their words with. Because they left so easily and you couldn’t even complain. Because they didn’t give you the chance to be angry, to ask questions, to show pain; they didn’t want to hold your emotions in their palms; they made you hold them alone because they didn’t want you. And that’s what hurts so badly about people you never even dated: they wanted your body or your funny jokes or their name in hearts on your notebooks or the way your hair fell in your face so perfectly, it flashed light in their pupils when the sun came out, but they didn’t want all of you. And you thought they did. You told yourself a million times that you shouldn’t be feeling these things, that you’re not even dating, that you are silly for falling for them. But you fell for them over and over again, every time following the times you told yourself not to. And you thought maybe they were falling for you too.
Q: How can you be so heartbroken over someone you never even dated?
A: Because you are asking me that question. Because my feelings have been invalidated over and over again just because we weren’t dating. Because now it’s summer and he up and left and I’m not even allowed to be upset. 
How can you be so heartbroken over someone you never even dated? (via scarredconversations.tumblr)

Q: How can you be so heartbroken over someone you never even dated?
A: Because you never even dated. Because they never even gave you the chance. Because every argument, they threw “we’re not even dating” in your face like clockwork and you didn’t have anything to combat their words with. Because they left so easily and you couldn’t even complain. Because they didn’t give you the chance to be angry, to ask questions, to show pain; they didn’t want to hold your emotions in their palms; they made you hold them alone because they didn’t want you. And that’s what hurts so badly about people you never even dated: they wanted your body or your funny jokes or their name in hearts on your notebooks or the way your hair fell in your face so perfectly, it flashed light in their pupils when the sun came out, but they didn’t want all of you. And you thought they did. You told yourself a million times that you shouldn’t be feeling these things, that you’re not even dating, that you are silly for falling for them. But you fell for them over and over again, every time following the times you told yourself not to. And you thought maybe they were falling for you too.
Q: How can you be so heartbroken over someone you never even dated?
A: Because you are asking me that question. Because my feelings have been invalidated over and over again just because we weren’t dating. Because now it’s summer and he up and left and I’m not even allowed to be upset. 
How can you be so heartbroken over someone you never even dated? (via scarredconversations.tumblr)

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""Are you a Thinker or Feeler?"
-Thinkers 
1. When faced with a decision or choice, the thinker automatically focuses on facts, and applies logic to the situation. 
2. He or she subconsciously notices tasks and work that needs to be done. 
3. Thinkers find it easy to provide an objective analysis of any situation. They’re guided by rational reasoning. 
4. They view conflict as a natural and normal part of relationships. It doesn’t always mean that something is wrong, or relationships are going to fall apart. -Feelers 
1. When faced with a decision or choice, feelers are guided by their gut reactions, and listen to their feelings and immediate response. They’re especially concerned about hurting other people, or making life more difficult or painful for them. 
2. They intuitively pick up on people’s feelings and reactions – and they notice body language and non-verbal cues. 
3. In reaching decisions, they want to hear others’ opinions, and they seek a consensus, or a fair compromise. 
4. They are distressed by conflict, and dislike when people argue. Their ultimate goal is peace and harmony."
(onlinecounsellingcollege)

""Are you a Thinker or Feeler?"
-Thinkers 
1. When faced with a decision or choice, the thinker automatically focuses on facts, and applies logic to the situation. 
2. He or she subconsciously notices tasks and work that needs to be done. 
3. Thinkers find it easy to provide an objective analysis of any situation. They’re guided by rational reasoning. 
4. They view conflict as a natural and normal part of relationships. It doesn’t always mean that something is wrong, or relationships are going to fall apart. -Feelers 
1. When faced with a decision or choice, feelers are guided by their gut reactions, and listen to their feelings and immediate response. They’re especially concerned about hurting other people, or making life more difficult or painful for them. 
2. They intuitively pick up on people’s feelings and reactions – and they notice body language and non-verbal cues. 
3. In reaching decisions, they want to hear others’ opinions, and they seek a consensus, or a fair compromise. 
4. They are distressed by conflict, and dislike when people argue. Their ultimate goal is peace and harmony."
(onlinecounsellingcollege)

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"I remember the feeling I had towards you when we first started talking. I thought you were amazing. I remember talking on the phone with you and telling stories, I remember you telling me that you loved Cheerios and I disagreed with you but I knew I really liked you, and I never wanted to mess anything up because I didn’t want to lose someone like you. you made my heart flutter and I’d always get butterflies when I’d see your name pop up on my screen, there was no better feeling. I miss that.”

"I remember the feeling I had towards you when we first started talking. I thought you were amazing. I remember talking on the phone with you and telling stories, I remember you telling me that you loved Cheerios and I disagreed with you but I knew I really liked you, and I never wanted to mess anything up because I didn’t want to lose someone like you. you made my heart flutter and I’d always get butterflies when I’d see your name pop up on my screen, there was no better feeling. I miss that.”

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“Love teaches you how to kiss. How to hold him and wrap your legs around him and kiss him until your cheeks are as pink as your old bedroom bed sheets. Love taught me to fight, to yell and scream and bleed and hate and love and love and love and love again. And love taught me how to mend, how to stitch things back together with a sharp needle and messy stitches that are bound to unravel in my needle-pricked fingers. When I fell in love I learned to sleep with the lights on, on the left side of the bed and his arms across my chest and somethings, you can’t unlearn. Loving you was learning to ride a bike, once you learn, you can never forget, and I wish I could forget, I’d rather have bleeding knees and scraped up hands and elbows that ache from falling off and hitting the pavement when your mom promises not to let go and then let’s go anyway, but I know how to ride a bike the way I know how you take your coffee and what to say to make you stop crying even if I don’t really mean it. Love taught me terror. I’ve always hated scary movies, I never realized I was living in one, constantly haunted by your silence on the other side of the phone and how pretty your ex-girlfriend’s mouth looks when she says your name. I’m accustomed to shaking, and I’ve memorized that horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach and the burning lump in my throat, I can feel it, while I’m driving down the street, in the middle of the supermarket, in my fucking sleep. Love is permanent and only lasts 5 minutes.”
Love was a class on my high school schedule
(via extrasad)

“Love teaches you how to kiss. How to hold him and wrap your legs around him and kiss him until your cheeks are as pink as your old bedroom bed sheets. Love taught me to fight, to yell and scream and bleed and hate and love and love and love and love again. And love taught me how to mend, how to stitch things back together with a sharp needle and messy stitches that are bound to unravel in my needle-pricked fingers. When I fell in love I learned to sleep with the lights on, on the left side of the bed and his arms across my chest and somethings, you can’t unlearn. Loving you was learning to ride a bike, once you learn, you can never forget, and I wish I could forget, I’d rather have bleeding knees and scraped up hands and elbows that ache from falling off and hitting the pavement when your mom promises not to let go and then let’s go anyway, but I know how to ride a bike the way I know how you take your coffee and what to say to make you stop crying even if I don’t really mean it. Love taught me terror. I’ve always hated scary movies, I never realized I was living in one, constantly haunted by your silence on the other side of the phone and how pretty your ex-girlfriend’s mouth looks when she says your name. I’m accustomed to shaking, and I’ve memorized that horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach and the burning lump in my throat, I can feel it, while I’m driving down the street, in the middle of the supermarket, in my fucking sleep. Love is permanent and only lasts 5 minutes.”
Love was a class on my high school schedule
(via extrasad)

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"Have you had one of those days when you feel sad, even though nothing particularly bad happened? I usually find myself at the grocery store picking up my favourite ice cream, and salty snacks to accompany a movie marathon. I feel the need to fill a void and soothe this longing for someone I’ve never met. It doesn’t happen often, but when it does it feels like this powerful craving for something I’ve never tasted, but I know it’s exactly what I need.”
– craving // a.h. (via tender-souls)

"Have you had one of those days when you feel sad, even though nothing particularly bad happened? I usually find myself at the grocery store picking up my favourite ice cream, and salty snacks to accompany a movie marathon. I feel the need to fill a void and soothe this longing for someone I’ve never met. It doesn’t happen often, but when it does it feels like this powerful craving for something I’ve never tasted, but I know it’s exactly what I need.”
– craving // a.h. (via tender-souls)

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"One day, you’ll look into her blue eyes and you’ll think of me. You'll think of how my eyes wrinkle when I smile or how it loses focus when I’m thinking. You’ll remember the intensity of my stare and the passion that fills it. You will yearn for those two eyes that knew you too well but not even once judged you. One day, you’ll touch her hair but you’ll miss the way my hair filled the gaps of your fingers. You will think of how you loved to play with tendrils curling on your palms. You’ll remember the face you tried to see whenever you tuck the hair with the back of your palm. One day, you’ll walk with her hand in hand on a lazy day. You thought that day was going so well, so perfect until you see pieces of me everywhere you go. Pangs of regret hit you because you realized how good you had it until you messed it up. One day, you’ll walk by and see me. You’d see how I smile at someone and it hits you how that smile used to be for you, and you alone. One day you’ll realize that you’ve traded a rose for a daisy." (via psychxtic-hearts)

"One day, you’ll look into her blue eyes and you’ll think of me. You'll think of how my eyes wrinkle when I smile or how it loses focus when I’m thinking. You’ll remember the intensity of my stare and the passion that fills it. You will yearn for those two eyes that knew you too well but not even once judged you. One day, you’ll touch her hair but you’ll miss the way my hair filled the gaps of your fingers. You will think of how you loved to play with tendrils curling on your palms. You’ll remember the face you tried to see whenever you tuck the hair with the back of your palm. One day, you’ll walk with her hand in hand on a lazy day. You thought that day was going so well, so perfect until you see pieces of me everywhere you go. Pangs of regret hit you because you realized how good you had it until you messed it up. One day, you’ll walk by and see me. You’d see how I smile at someone and it hits you how that smile used to be for you, and you alone. One day you’ll realize that you’ve traded a rose for a daisy." (via psychxtic-hearts)

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“I am letting you go, I am letting you go because I know that being with me suffocates you; I am letting you breathe without me, without the poison that’s killing your happiness. I am letting you go, not because I don’t love you anymore but because I am so in love with you that I don’t want to ruin you. I don’t want to be the hindrance for you to achieve your goals in life. I want you to be free; I don’t want to imprison you with my love that is so selfish.
I am letting you go, I am letting you go because I know that someone else is about to arrive to love you and give you more than I could. I am letting you go because your eyes isn’t meant to look at me the way I look at you; your hands isn’t meant to hold my hands forever and your warmth isn’t for me to feel. 
I am letting you go, I am letting you go just like how you did. But unlike you, I am letting you go because I know that this is for your own good. I am letting you go because I have my reasons. I’ll say good bye to you and I’ll let you know because I don’t want you to put all the blame on me. 
I will bury our memories to the deepest part of my heart even if it hurts. I will bury your name in the deepest part of my brain even though I know that I can’t. I will try to forget your name but I will never forget the love that I have for you.”
And now, I am letting you go. (via escafeism)

“I am letting you go, I am letting you go because I know that being with me suffocates you; I am letting you breathe without me, without the poison that’s killing your happiness. I am letting you go, not because I don’t love you anymore but because I am so in love with you that I don’t want to ruin you. I don’t want to be the hindrance for you to achieve your goals in life. I want you to be free; I don’t want to imprison you with my love that is so selfish.
I am letting you go, I am letting you go because I know that someone else is about to arrive to love you and give you more than I could. I am letting you go because your eyes isn’t meant to look at me the way I look at you; your hands isn’t meant to hold my hands forever and your warmth isn’t for me to feel. 
I am letting you go, I am letting you go just like how you did. But unlike you, I am letting you go because I know that this is for your own good. I am letting you go because I have my reasons. I’ll say good bye to you and I’ll let you know because I don’t want you to put all the blame on me. 
I will bury our memories to the deepest part of my heart even if it hurts. I will bury your name in the deepest part of my brain even though I know that I can’t. I will try to forget your name but I will never forget the love that I have for you.”
And now, I am letting you go. (via escafeism)

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I want a “just checking in” kind of love.
a “baby did you eat today?” kind of love.
a “you’re the first person I told” kind of love.
an “I gotta kiss you before you leave” kind of love
an “I love you” before we say bye kind of love.
an “I noticed that you need this so I got it for you” kind of love.
a “we’re not going to bed til we’ve made up” kind of love.
a wipe my tears away kind of love.
a nonstop joke fest until I smile again kind of love.
a goofy smile when I walk in the room kind of love.
a hold me until my panic attack passes kind of love.
a rub my back after work kind of love.
I just want to feel completely, totally, truly loved. (via babypadawan.tumblr)

I want a “just checking in” kind of love.
a “baby did you eat today?” kind of love.
a “you’re the first person I told” kind of love.
an “I gotta kiss you before you leave” kind of love
an “I love you” before we say bye kind of love.
an “I noticed that you need this so I got it for you” kind of love.
a “we’re not going to bed til we’ve made up” kind of love.
a wipe my tears away kind of love.
a nonstop joke fest until I smile again kind of love.
a goofy smile when I walk in the room kind of love.
a hold me until my panic attack passes kind of love.
a rub my back after work kind of love.
I just want to feel completely, totally, truly loved. (via babypadawan.tumblr)

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TIPS FOR DEALING WITH SADNESS

1. Make a list of everything you’re thankful for – and try to find some memories that make you smile. There’s nothing like some humour for changing how you feel. 
2. Decide to do some fun things with your friends and/or family. Although it might be tempting to stay home alone, and to have a bubble bath, or to curl up with a book, you’ll probably feel better if you go out with your friends. It stops you dwelling on your thoughts, and moves your focus somewhere else. 
3. Get some exercise. Endorphins are released when we get some exercise. This improves our mood with no real effort on our part (and you may well feel less tired, and more healthy as well). 4. Set yourself some goals and break them down into small steps. As you work through these steps you’ll start to see some gradual change – and you’ll feel you’re going somewhere instead of marking time (or even worse than that, feeling like you’re going nowhere). 5. Play it forward. Do something selfless and kind for someone else. It’ll take them by surprise and it will likely make their day. Then, you’ll feel so much better about yourself as well. 
6. Tell yourself that it will pass as moods are changeable. Our feelings are so fickle and unreliable. Tomorrow the same things might not bother you at all. 
7. Recognise that your mind is a battleground. We’re all assaulted by unwanted and negative thoughts. They attack our self- confidence and self-esteem. Counteract that by thinking of your positives and strengths, your progress and successes, and how you’ve changed and grown. 
8. It’s different if you’re coping with a serious loss. If your sadness is linked to a serious loss, like the death of a loved one, or a crisis event, then stay with the pain as it will help you to heal. In time it will pass and you’ll feel normal again. (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

TIPS FOR DEALING WITH SADNESS

1. Make a list of everything you’re thankful for – and try to find some memories that make you smile. There’s nothing like some humour for changing how you feel. 
2. Decide to do some fun things with your friends and/or family. Although it might be tempting to stay home alone, and to have a bubble bath, or to curl up with a book, you’ll probably feel better if you go out with your friends. It stops you dwelling on your thoughts, and moves your focus somewhere else. 
3. Get some exercise. Endorphins are released when we get some exercise. This improves our mood with no real effort on our part (and you may well feel less tired, and more healthy as well). 4. Set yourself some goals and break them down into small steps. As you work through these steps you’ll start to see some gradual change – and you’ll feel you’re going somewhere instead of marking time (or even worse than that, feeling like you’re going nowhere). 5. Play it forward. Do something selfless and kind for someone else. It’ll take them by surprise and it will likely make their day. Then, you’ll feel so much better about yourself as well. 
6. Tell yourself that it will pass as moods are changeable. Our feelings are so fickle and unreliable. Tomorrow the same things might not bother you at all. 
7. Recognise that your mind is a battleground. We’re all assaulted by unwanted and negative thoughts. They attack our self- confidence and self-esteem. Counteract that by thinking of your positives and strengths, your progress and successes, and how you’ve changed and grown. 
8. It’s different if you’re coping with a serious loss. If your sadness is linked to a serious loss, like the death of a loved one, or a crisis event, then stay with the pain as it will help you to heal. In time it will pass and you’ll feel normal again. (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

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"He seems to be doing fine without you, doesn’t he?
Like all those memories, all that time spent together, was nothing.
Do you see him continuing on with life as if nothing had ever happened?
Or even worse, do you already see him flirting with other girls even though it’s only been a couple of days since you guys broke up?
It’s okay, really.
You don’t have to pretend to be fine.
You don’t have to go on dates with boys you couldn’t care less about, and post pics with them on Instagram just to show him that you’re doing fine, too.
You don’t have to look flawless every day with perfect make up and hair, and go to parties and pretend you’re having the time of your life, when all you’d rather be doing is sit at home with a carton of ice cream and watch sad movies.
It’s okay to cry;
it’s okay to miss him, go over pictures of you two.
It’s okay to not delete those messages on your phone, contrast to what all the break up advices say.
A broken heart needs time to heal, after all.
And him?
He will realise his mistake, I assure you baby.
One day it will hit him that no, it’s not her that he’d rather wake up in bed with, but you.
He’s going to realise that it’s not her fake blondes and highlights that he wants, but rather your soft brown hair that always reminded him of chocolates.
Her strong perfume might have enchanted him momentarily, but he’s going to wake up one day and realise it’s the smell of your lavender shampoo he misses the most.
So he’s going to come crawling back to you;
one day you might wake up to a 3AM drunken text message from him; the boy who you cried your heart out for several months ago.
You used to stay up till small hours, hoping against hope that he’d be thinking about you too at this time and send a message.
All those late nights going over cute pictures of you two together, of late night conversations you two had shared.
All those tears shed longing for him.
By the time he reaches out for you again, you would have left all of it behind.
So let yourself cry.
Let yourself mourn and be heartbroken.
Let your heart recover from the last time it was broken."
(via whatcameafter-you on tumblr)

"He seems to be doing fine without you, doesn’t he?
Like all those memories, all that time spent together, was nothing.
Do you see him continuing on with life as if nothing had ever happened?
Or even worse, do you already see him flirting with other girls even though it’s only been a couple of days since you guys broke up?
It’s okay, really.
You don’t have to pretend to be fine.
You don’t have to go on dates with boys you couldn’t care less about, and post pics with them on Instagram just to show him that you’re doing fine, too.
You don’t have to look flawless every day with perfect make up and hair, and go to parties and pretend you’re having the time of your life, when all you’d rather be doing is sit at home with a carton of ice cream and watch sad movies.
It’s okay to cry;
it’s okay to miss him, go over pictures of you two.
It’s okay to not delete those messages on your phone, contrast to what all the break up advices say.
A broken heart needs time to heal, after all.
And him?
He will realise his mistake, I assure you baby.
One day it will hit him that no, it’s not her that he’d rather wake up in bed with, but you.
He’s going to realise that it’s not her fake blondes and highlights that he wants, but rather your soft brown hair that always reminded him of chocolates.
Her strong perfume might have enchanted him momentarily, but he’s going to wake up one day and realise it’s the smell of your lavender shampoo he misses the most.
So he’s going to come crawling back to you;
one day you might wake up to a 3AM drunken text message from him; the boy who you cried your heart out for several months ago.
You used to stay up till small hours, hoping against hope that he’d be thinking about you too at this time and send a message.
All those late nights going over cute pictures of you two together, of late night conversations you two had shared.
All those tears shed longing for him.
By the time he reaches out for you again, you would have left all of it behind.
So let yourself cry.
Let yourself mourn and be heartbroken.
Let your heart recover from the last time it was broken."
(via whatcameafter-you on tumblr)

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"i love you. i think i’ve loved you since the moment we met, i was just too afraid to admit it. because how you can you possibly love someone when all you know is that their laugh sounds like old records on a sunday and their favourite colour is blue? but damn, do i ever love you. i love the way your voice changes when you talk about your passions. i love that you’re passionate about everything from ankle socks to global warming. i love that life is simple with you. ever since i met you, there have been no questions. the answer is always there. it’s you."
(via ifthenightcouldtalk)

"i love you. i think i’ve loved you since the moment we met, i was just too afraid to admit it. because how you can you possibly love someone when all you know is that their laugh sounds like old records on a sunday and their favourite colour is blue? but damn, do i ever love you. i love the way your voice changes when you talk about your passions. i love that you’re passionate about everything from ankle socks to global warming. i love that life is simple with you. ever since i met you, there have been no questions. the answer is always there. it’s you."
(via ifthenightcouldtalk)

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“It’s just, you’ve left a mark so deep inside me that it’s impossible for it to heal. Everyday I’m trying to live with the burning pain of that mark you’ve left behind, and I’ve been ignoring it in every way possible. I don’t dare let myself think of how you’re feeling, because I really don’t know how you’d feel right now. Every possible option - that you are missing me right now or that you’ve moved on - kills me. I lied to myself that I am sane now - I am not, and I never have been. The only good thing is that I know I’m not going to try to talk to you anymore, because you don’t deserve to know how much I miss you. You just don’t.”
Excerpt from a book I’ll never write (via tranquilist on tumblr)

“It’s just, you’ve left a mark so deep inside me that it’s impossible for it to heal. Everyday I’m trying to live with the burning pain of that mark you’ve left behind, and I’ve been ignoring it in every way possible. I don’t dare let myself think of how you’re feeling, because I really don’t know how you’d feel right now. Every possible option - that you are missing me right now or that you’ve moved on - kills me. I lied to myself that I am sane now - I am not, and I never have been. The only good thing is that I know I’m not going to try to talk to you anymore, because you don’t deserve to know how much I miss you. You just don’t.”
Excerpt from a book I’ll never write (via tranquilist on tumblr)

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"I remember the feeling I had towards you when we first started talking. I thought you were amazing. I remember talking on the phone with you and telling stories, I remember you telling me that you loved Cheerios and I disagreed with you but I knew I really liked you, and I never wanted to mess anything up because I didn’t want to lose someone like you. you made my heart flutter and I’d always get butterflies when I’d see your name pop up on my screen, there was no better feeling. I miss that.”

"I remember the feeling I had towards you when we first started talking. I thought you were amazing. I remember talking on the phone with you and telling stories, I remember you telling me that you loved Cheerios and I disagreed with you but I knew I really liked you, and I never wanted to mess anything up because I didn’t want to lose someone like you. you made my heart flutter and I’d always get butterflies when I’d see your name pop up on my screen, there was no better feeling. I miss that.”

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"He really fucked her up. She gets anxiety attacks every time she thinks about how he whispered in her ears loving things but did the same with someone else behind her back. She was happy, she thought she was completely done for. Everyone whispered when she walked by but she didn't pay attention because he was holding her hands. His skin on hers was all she could ever think about. She was too enjoying him to care about anything else. What a fool she was... A fool for him. She allowed her feelings for him to twist the reality of how shitty of a person he is. She knows better now. She won't let anyone hurt her like that ever again. Her guard is high and she doesn't see it coming back down anytime soon."

"He really fucked her up. She gets anxiety attacks every time she thinks about how he whispered in her ears loving things but did the same with someone else behind her back. She was happy, she thought she was completely done for. Everyone whispered when she walked by but she didn't pay attention because he was holding her hands. His skin on hers was all she could ever think about. She was too enjoying him to care about anything else. What a fool she was... A fool for him. She allowed her feelings for him to twist the reality of how shitty of a person he is. She knows better now. She won't let anyone hurt her like that ever again. Her guard is high and she doesn't see it coming back down anytime soon."

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"So let’s talk about you. Let’s talk about the way you spend all of this time craving a warm body and a pair of arms that will hold you and not leave in the morning. Let’s talk about the way you fall in love with girl after girl but they never seem to be right and you start to wonder, is it me? Am I the problem here?
Let’s talk about the way you apologise before you speak, the way you can’t stand to take up space, the way you are so polite and considerate and how much it hurts when people don’t recognise how hard you are trying.
Let’s talk about hurting. Let’s talk about being 21 and not having a clue. Yeah, let’s talk about that, because sometimes it really presses on your chest and you start to wonder if you’ll ever find love that lasts.
But, well okay, let’s talk about you, the way you never stop hoping. You fall in love with your arms wide open and your eyes half closed. You fall in love even though it’s scary, even though it drives you half mad. You are so brave. I just wanted to tell you that I have never met anyone so brave as you."
-Sue Zhao // To you, who sometimes doubts yourself, who falls in love so easily, who is afraid to bare your soul but does it anyway. This is for you.

"So let’s talk about you. Let’s talk about the way you spend all of this time craving a warm body and a pair of arms that will hold you and not leave in the morning. Let’s talk about the way you fall in love with girl after girl but they never seem to be right and you start to wonder, is it me? Am I the problem here?
Let’s talk about the way you apologise before you speak, the way you can’t stand to take up space, the way you are so polite and considerate and how much it hurts when people don’t recognise how hard you are trying.
Let’s talk about hurting. Let’s talk about being 21 and not having a clue. Yeah, let’s talk about that, because sometimes it really presses on your chest and you start to wonder if you’ll ever find love that lasts.
But, well okay, let’s talk about you, the way you never stop hoping. You fall in love with your arms wide open and your eyes half closed. You fall in love even though it’s scary, even though it drives you half mad. You are so brave. I just wanted to tell you that I have never met anyone so brave as you."
-Sue Zhao // To you, who sometimes doubts yourself, who falls in love so easily, who is afraid to bare your soul but does it anyway. This is for you.

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“1. It’s not love if you’re crying your eyes out every single night while he sleeps peacefully next to you. 
2. It’s not love if you feel like you must follow all of his commands or he won’t want you. 
3. It’s not love if his teasing comments hurt you, instead of making you laugh. 
4. It’s not love if you’re the one who always apologizes, even when it’s not your fault. 
5. It’s not love if you live in fear that he will walk away if you do things he doesn’t like. 
6. It’s not love if you must give up a part of what makes you, you. 
It’s mental abuse.”
Get out as soon as you can. (via aawordthings)

“1. It’s not love if you’re crying your eyes out every single night while he sleeps peacefully next to you. 
2. It’s not love if you feel like you must follow all of his commands or he won’t want you. 
3. It’s not love if his teasing comments hurt you, instead of making you laugh. 
4. It’s not love if you’re the one who always apologizes, even when it’s not your fault. 
5. It’s not love if you live in fear that he will walk away if you do things he doesn’t like. 
6. It’s not love if you must give up a part of what makes you, you. 
It’s mental abuse.”
Get out as soon as you can. (via aawordthings)

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"LEARNING TO LOVE YOURSELF

1. See the good in your past. There will always be things that we wish had never happened; there will always be bad memories and things that we regret. But they are part of who you are – so accept that they have happened and celebrate the person they’ve allowed you to become. 
2. Invest time in the things that bring you happiness. It’s important to identify the things that you enjoy, and that make you come alive, and are all a part of “you”. Spending time on those things will help to raise your self-esteem, as you’re valuing yourself when you pursue happiness. It is also detach yourself from anything or anyone that is making you feel bad about yourself or causing you unhappiness - this may be a toxic friend to a job that you're just not loving.
3. Forgive yourself for your mistakes. We all make mistakes, we are only human - and when we think of them we cringe. But that doesn’t make you any worse than other people. Try and learn what you can, and then move on with your life. We are not defined by our mistakes and you should not let them be obstacles.
4. Stop criticising yourself. So often we’re really our own worst enemy. We look for our flaws, and we put ourselves down, and it's difficult to stop the annoying voice in our heads. It’s time to change that behaviour. Try to glorify all your traits and physical characteristics - Stop putting yourself down.
5. Do what makes you feel good about yourself. If putting on make up gives you confidence, then go for it. If jogging 3km a day makes you feel so great about your body, don't let anything stop you from doing so. If brushing your hair and moisturising makes you feel amazing, I hope you do that everyday. These are the stepping stones to loving yourself.
6. Appreciate your life. Of course there are things that you wish that you could change. But some things are good, and are worth appreciating. So, focus on, appreciate, and make lots of your strengths." (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

"LEARNING TO LOVE YOURSELF

1. See the good in your past. There will always be things that we wish had never happened; there will always be bad memories and things that we regret. But they are part of who you are – so accept that they have happened and celebrate the person they’ve allowed you to become.
2. Invest time in the things that bring you happiness. It’s important to identify the things that you enjoy, and that make you come alive, and are all a part of “you”. Spending time on those things will help to raise your self-esteem, as you’re valuing yourself when you pursue happiness. It is also detach yourself from anything or anyone that is making you feel bad about yourself or causing you unhappiness - this may be a toxic friend to a job that you're just not loving.
3. Forgive yourself for your mistakes. We all make mistakes, we are only human - and when we think of them we cringe. But that doesn’t make you any worse than other people. Try and learn what you can, and then move on with your life. We are not defined by our mistakes and you should not let them be obstacles.
4. Stop criticising yourself. So often we’re really our own worst enemy. We look for our flaws, and we put ourselves down, and it's difficult to stop the annoying voice in our heads. It’s time to change that behaviour. Try to glorify all your traits and physical characteristics - Stop putting yourself down.
5. Do what makes you feel good about yourself. If putting on make up gives you confidence, then go for it. If jogging 3km a day makes you feel so great about your body, don't let anything stop you from doing so. If brushing your hair and moisturising makes you feel amazing, I hope you do that everyday. These are the stepping stones to loving yourself.
6. Appreciate your life. Of course there are things that you wish that you could change. But some things are good, and are worth appreciating. So, focus on, appreciate, and make lots of your strengths." (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

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