• I hate that you can do everything, give everything to another person, and they still can just turn around and give it all up. Say it wasn't good enough, or that it was never mutual and/or just outright replace you. Like you never meant anything, like all that time, love, effort never happened. Like you and them never happened. And then they have the audacity to actually act like it never happened or be a bitch when you try to understand. And it-- they-- are breaking every inch of you. rLove hurts.rI get why it's called "falling" or "fallen" now. Cause once it's over, you're shattered like broken glass cause no one caught you. r-- personal thoughts.
Source: lunakitty000

"Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence."

- The Little Prince  (via laurenarlene)

(via calm-and-warm-inside)

Source: psych-facts

"I’ve learned that no matter how much you care, some people don’t deserve you, I’ve learned that it takes years to build up trust and it only takes suspicion, not proof to destroy it. I’ve learned that you shouldn’t compare yourself to others, they are probably more screwed up than you think. I’ve learned that the people you care about in life are taken from you too soon and all the less important ones just never go away."

- Unknown (via stevenbong)

(via hadjafoxx)

Source: thelovewhisperer

pulled this out of one of my writings and sorta digged this


pulled this out of one of my writings and sorta digged this

(via awkwardbabe831)

Source: sadandpunk

She rose bruised, but never broken,
Bones aching and creaking,
The taste of iron and victory
Red and bright in her mouth,
Joy rising from her soul
Because another had tried to
Conquer, but she had fought and
Won, refusing to break,
Refusing to let someone claim
Any piece that didn’t belong to them.

She fought.
Again and again.
Over and over.
A cycle of victory.

But when he came along,
Despair bubbled in her chest,
Foaming thickly in her mouth.
Because he would break her.
She knew it, she knew it,
He would break her,
Take every piece of her and
Shatter it, scatter her to the wind.

Because she would let him.


The sun rose and
Your interest fell,
Turning your back to me
When I made a motion to
Press affection to your cheek.

So I rose to leave
As your chest fell in a sigh,
Relief pooling on the sheets
That slid from my aching form,
And I wrote words on your
Bedroom wall as you drifted away.

As every moment passes,
You break my heart, slowly, slowly.
But I’ll still love you, always.
Even if I never say it, I’ll
Write it on the walls until you
See it’s real.



The one you never had

They say you can’t lose something you never had. I beg to differ. If you were, for even the shortest amount of time, someone in my life, I had you. You had parts of me. I couldn’t have made it all up in my head. You took parts of my time by spending minutes, hours and nights with me.

You took a piece of my mind when you were suddenly part of my thoughts. You had my body when we were together. You took a piece of my heart when I began to care. You’ll always have that and you will never even know it. These are the people who hurt you and will continue to hurt you forever.


- (via highoncrack)

(via studfalse)

Source: highoncrack

Control was something
She always sought,
Situations that were
Out of her hands
Gave her the shakes,
Made her want to run and
Fight and scream and cry.

Not having the main points
Mapped out and outlined
In her head made her
Uneasy, nervous, and she
Sank into a shyness that
She couldn’t escape from if
She did not know what was
To come from her words.

Control was something
She needed. Absolutely

He was the first person
She ever wanted to love