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One day I woke up and we no longer spoke the same language. I haven’t heard from you since.

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And so here we are. More than a year later, and I’ve forgotten you in all the same ways that you forgot me. And his hand fits perfectly in mine, and he kisses me both gently and passionately, and he holds me tight, and most importantly, I like him. I really really like him. And he likes me too. I haven’t been this happy in a long time, and I don’t know what you’re doing out there anymore, because I haven’t heard from you in a while, but I hope you’re happy too. I hope you find someone who cares about you, and doesn’t hurt you in any of the ways that you once hurt me. I hope that you too, are able to find peace in falling asleep in someone else’s arms.

Everything is Still Different Without You, But Everything is Finally Good (via mutilatedmemories)

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I promise you, I promise you with every ounce of honesty in my body- that one day, you will not love him anymore. If he doesn’t come back, eventually, and it may be a very long way in the future, but one day, you will find the strength to let him go. I’m not just saying this to be cliche, I’m saying it from experience. I mean, I loved him. Damn right I loved him. With every fibre of my being for 4 years of my life. And I never thought it would make me feel nauseous to admit that; but it does now. If there is anything in this world which I can pass on, it’s to trust me on this. Please. You feel like you can’t live, that you wouldn’t have a reason to exist without him. But you will. And you do. Nothing can speed up the process. It just takes time. Painful and sometimes ridiculous amounts of time. Maybe a few weeks, maybe several years. But don’t for one second believe anyone or anything that says an unrequited love will be forever. Because it won’t. If he doesn’t realise you’re worth it, then you’ll realise he’s not. Eventually the sound of his name won’t feel like a punch in the stomach. Eventually you will be a better person without him. I swear to you, that you will be okay. Please don’t give up. Even if it feels impossible. Because one day you’ll get a feeling inside of you which will make it all worthwhile. Because one day in the future, you will see that human being you honestly believed was perfect; and I fucking tell you- you won’t care. You will be able to look straight through them. Because you’ll be stood next to someone much, much better.

- advice for those who love somebody they cannot have (via unorganized-confusion)

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Story of my life!!!! :/

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Move the hell on. på We Heart It https://weheartit.com/entry/70585154/via/Shades_Of_Life

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It breaks my heart. ;c

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Remember this

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this is so accurate and I wish I could send it to him😔

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The problem is that no matter how hard I try I can’t give up on you, I just can’t. And believe me, I’ve tried. I’ve tried acting like I am interested in other guys, I’ve tried flirting, I’ve tried it all. But in the end, I’m just comparing them all to you, seeing which one is the closest to everything I love about you. And none of them are good enough in those ways. I still think of you everytime I hear certain songs, or words, or phrases, or do something I used to do with you. I still keep a memory box of all those poems I wrote about you, all the love letters I wrote but never gave you, every doodle I made with you in mind, everything you’ve given me and everything that reminds me of you is in that box. And I still drag that box out every once in a while and reminisce on all those good, magical times. I get lost in them, and I feel like I am about to cry, but I can’t, I’ve cried to much over you. Why? Because I still love you, and no matter how hard I try, that’s not changing, and it honestly drives me crazy because I don’t know if you feel the same.

Mikaela Renee (via quintessence-of-nostalgia)

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You’ll get there, just one step at  time!!!