I don’t think you understand that you can literally rip my heart out and stomp on it and I’ll apologize for getting your shoes dirty.
the best text I’ve ever received (via soulsscrawl)

(via january-twenty-third)


You were the hardest lesson I ever had to learn.
My Ten Word Story (via soulsscrawl)

(via january-twenty-third)



Do you hate people?

I don’t hate them…I just feel better when they’re not around.


You say: I dated her a while back.

You don’t say: Sometimes, when I’m holding you, I imagine the smell of her vanilla perfume.

You say: She was younger than me.

You don’t say: The sixteen summers in her bones warmed the eighteen winters my skin had weathered.

You say: It’s nothing now.

You don’t say: But it was everything then.
Auriel H., Some Things Are Better Left Unsaid (via larmoyante)

(via january-twenty-third)


You don’t realize how alone you are until you’re staying up every night thinking about things you should never think of and you cant tell anybody because you have nobody to tell.
4:26am
7/1/14  (via unmaiden)

(via january-twenty-third)




unclefather:

i could hear the dolphin noises in my head

(via rough-teenage-sex)


You’re looking for a poem to tell
you why your heart is broken
into every piece. You’re looking
for someone to compare all the
ways he didn’t love you to a rose
and how even when it turns
black with death, it’s still lovely.
There aren’t words that will
make your phone’s silence
easier, trust me. You’re alone
tonight and he’s probably
thinking about someone else;
there’s nothing poetic about that.
Rebeka Anne, don’t give him the satisfaction of leaving something beautiful behind. your heartbreak isn’t pretty. (via anneisrestless)

(via these-fading-scars)


Depression is when your world is gray
And you stay for hours in bed
Self harm is when you need color in your life
So you stain your sheets red

It’s 4 in the morning and I love you more now than I did back in November
I remember the redness of your skin when I dug my nails into your back
and the way you ran your fingertips up my thigh as you whispered “you’re the one”

please tell me how am I supposed to be okay after we promised to love each other forever
I should’ve known, nothing good ever lasts.
I learned that the hard way,
that late night call was the last time I heard your voice

found this in my notes from three months ago and I felt like sharing. everyone goes through heartbreak but you’ll be okay, I’m okay. (By exames)

(via hopeless--child)


vulgarizer:

relhavant:

”It’s funny how i thoughtI was good at hiding myfellings, but then strangersstarted asking me what waswrong and why I looked sotired and that’s when I realized you didn’t care enough to notice”By: Simone // creakz


vulgar yet sweet

vulgarizer:

relhavant:

”It’s funny how i thought
I was good at hiding my
fellings, but then strangers
started asking me what was
wrong and why I looked so
tired and that’s when I 
realized you didn’t care 
enough to notice”

By: Simone // creakz

vulgar yet sweet

(via these-fading-scars)



the thought of someone else touching you makes me sick to my stomach