“The way I loved you is the way I wish someone else would love me.”
— (via painkillingx)
“The way I loved you is the way I wish someone else would love me.”
— (via painkillingx)
The aim is to balance the terror of being alive with the wonder of being alive.
I like people who have a sense of individuality. I love expression and anything awkward and imperfect - because that’s natural and that’s real.
I am happy some days, and then there are days that I’m not so much. Some times I’ll forget to eat for days at a time, and then there are days that I gorge myself before noon. There was a time that I couldn’t lay down in bed and close my eyes without having an anxiety attack. I remember some nights barely being able to make it into my house, before I crashed onto the floor and didn’t move for two days. No one ever told me life was gonna be like this. I guess that would have been a pretty awkward conversation to have with your eight year old son. Life is hard. People crash through my life and just as quickly vanish before I can even judge the book by its cover. Excuse you, fucking rude if you ask me. You maintain a small space on the bottom shelf in my mind, and I think the least you can do is let me find out if I hate you. Love you? I thought I loved someone once, still do I think. But after 26 years of more questions then answers I tend to not put much weight in my emotions. They change as often as my sleeping habits, and don’t get me started on my diet. Some days I am sad, and then there are days that I’m not so much.
“Sure, I’m sad, but I’m not looking to soothe that sadness by replacing it with a new relationship. Women are allowed to be sad, and they’re allowed to be single, and they don’t need to hear that one day a man is going to make it all go away by telling her she is good enough again. She’s good enough as she is.”
— Charlotte Green
Your worth the let down
But ive earned my heart a place
Above the bottom
Your worth the let down
But ive earned my heart a place
Above the bottom
