- Not your fault.
I know people maybe won’t read nor reblog this poem but to me, this means a lot and it hurts because i have been going through a bad toxic relationship and it took me time to realize I deserve more. Feel free to reblog with or without the caption.
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follow my depop pals!!! @marsmargo
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would you call me crazy? if i told you i still know your address by heart. if i sent you one more letter, if i called to hear your voice just one more time after all of these years. would you say i’m pathetic? if i said it’s still you, and even though i know it will never happen in this lifetime and probably not in the next, that i still think of you. would you lie to me? if i told you i still missed you and i hoped that maybe you still missed me too. or would you just laugh in my face, and tell me that our love was only ever a game that i was destined to lose?
would you?
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Things you said after you told me you were in love with me
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2:05am // 5.2.17
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maybe, maybe
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this bitch just don’t care
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Florence, Italy
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HIGHWAYANXIETY (12/15)
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drowning in rain and its filling my veins // fox academy
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i cried my heart out to this
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i still think about you, still love you, still miss you, still care about you. our lives are so different now, we haven’t spoken in so long i have forgotten how my name sounds coming from your mouth. everyone says it’s your last love that’s the most important, but my first love was the one that taught me the most about myself. it showed me my capacity to love and how hard it is to let go of someone. it’s not true, by the the way. if you love something and let it go hoping that one day it will come back to you, “when the time is right”, it won’t. it will stay gone. the truth is, time goes by and they stop waiting and you’re stuck hoping. then 3-4 years later you think back on what could’ve been and then you realize what is.
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Intertwined limbs and fingers
Crooked from years of entrapment in the wrong lovers
I see the love in your eyes
Burning bright enough to rival the city lights
Sunday night and we’re on top of the world
Joining spirits atop park benches
I crack your knuckles in the palm of my hand
And we see what could be
A rhythm of existence I’ve never fallen into
A breathing pattern you’ve never thought of
Calloused fingertips graze flesh
You make music from heartbreak
Pull songs out of my empty chest
Try to teach me but I’ll never move
As gracefully
Or as cataclysmically
As you
You’re the reason I wear sunglasses on cloudy days
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Hey guys I’m trying to start a small self-care business that makes candles, bath bombs, face masks, etc., so that I can donate a portion of my profits to the National Alliance on Mental Health. I am really passionate about mental health, because I grew up with people very close to me that I had to see struggle due to their mental issues. I witnessed them struggling to stay sane because they didn't have an outlet to be truly vulnerable with how they were feeling. I think many of us have experienced mental health issues or know someone who has so I am asking you to donate for that person. I am asking you to donate because we all know what it’s like to feel like we have to deal with everything alone, because of the stigmas that are related to depression and other mental health issues. I am asking you to donate so another kid never has to feel as alone and isolated as you did that time you were shedding tears no one would ever know about. Many of us reblog post saying we care about those who are going through something, but never actually do anything. I know this may not match your theme, but I challenge you to share this and if you can donate! A dollar can make a difference or a reblog.
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dear mr. blue sky
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