What hurts is how little things
And it’s quite ironic
that it took some time and a bomb
to make me realize
I have to leave.
Not because I am hurt
but because I learned
not to settle for something
less than what I can give.
I’m done being the reacher.
"Sometimes you look at someone and, if you know them well enough, like really know them, you can be sure to guess what they’ll do before they do it. You may not understand why, may not ever understand it, but you don’t need to know the whys and the hows of things. Sometimes you only need to stop them."-thelovenotebook (via thelovenotebook)
"I already said too much. I already shared too much, and I want all my secrets back. I hate getting close to people these days, I always regret sharing too much, caring too much, doing too much, feeling too much."-Anonymous (via xiaojiuwo)
She called me insults three Mondays ago but called me sweetie today and actually gave me a good motherly advice.
Well, I guess you can never really tell how a person is going to treat you.
And by that, you just forgive.
Throughout my life,I have read a number of books,have heard the different variations of music,have wrote a great deal of sappy poems andhave done stupid things that made me [me].But these are now stories.Stories to tell.But eventually,the memory of these storiesbecame tangled and twistedfor reality merged with fictionthat sometimesI could not tellwhich is which.
You are so afraidthat when youget attachedto people,they will leave you.Because they always do,you always say.You started to believethat it’s okayto be aloneand miserablethan havepeople to leave youand get hurt.You got used to it, you said.But what you failedto realize is thatnothing’s constant in this world.Life happens.People outgrow each other.Nothing stays the same.Most of them leavesbut there are somewho will stayuntil the very end.
Do you ever get like super vulnerable late at night that you just want to spill your heart out and say how you feel because you’ve been holding it in for so long and you just need some ventilation and there’s just something about two in the morning that makes me lose my filter and say the things I would never have the guts to say when the sun is up.