That was the thing. You never got used to it, the idea of someone being gone. Just when you think it’s reconciled, accepted, someone points it out to you, and it just hits you all over again, that shocking.
-Sarah Dessen, The Truth About Forever
(Source: wastedoff-yourlove, via ugly-potat0)
So many people hate themselves and blame themselves for things they can not control. It is not your fault if someone who you love abandons you or leaves you all alone feeling empty and unwanted. You are worthy of love, they are not worthy of you. It is not your fault if some prick with anger issues takes it out on you and leaves you bruised and bloody and broken. They are weak, not you. It is not your fault that you had a few drinks and some sneaky boy with fake charms and hollow words takes advantage of your foggy head and stumbling limbs. He is disgusting, not you. It is not your fault that someone calls you fat, or ugly, or stupid, this is what their insides are truly made of, not yours. It is not your fault that you gave love everything you had, but your partner has left you for someone else . They are fucked up, not you. It is not your fault that you feel depressed sometimes, that sometimes you can’t pry yourself out of bed in the morning, or that your eyes are stained red and your heart is heavy and every bone in your body hurts. You are not crazy, they are just ignorant. It is not your fault that you took drugs to numb the ever lasting ache in your heart and soul, or stopped eating because it was the only thing you could control. You are not bad, or crazy, or stupid, or ugly, or worthless. It is not your fault that you are you and It is not your fault if people can’t accept that.
why won’t you ever talk to me. you left me and didn’t ever look back. (via 9899alw9899)
My mom taught me something about relationships when I was growing up. She told me to never be the one to love the other person more. I always thought that was odd. That was until I saw how my mom loved my dad more and let him leave bruises on her skin. That was until I found my best friend drunk, bleeding on her bathroom floor, because the boy she loved more broke her heart and left. That’s why when I start to fall I catch myself. I don’t want to be the one to love more because I’ve seen what that does to people. Oh, but god do I love you more.
(Source: wastedoff-yourlove, via con-ceal)
Last night I couldn’t sleep
because there was an empty space
where your body use to lie
And it felt wrong without your
arm draped over my waist
Lately I’ve missed your heartbeat
pounding in my ear
when I slept with my head against your chest
And I’ve been waking up cold
because I no longer have your body to keep me warm
I haven’t slept right in months
because all I can think about is how
wrong it feels with out you here next to me
-Insomnia: Carol Shlyakhova(strong-but-breakable)