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I don’t need to get rid of the monsters under my bed just ever recollection of you For my memories are my worst nightmares So just stay away You’ve already ruined the things that once made me happy Chasing Cars nachos winding roads Please, I beg, just stay away

please just stay away // m.w. (via bitch-bru-nette)

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Why are you trying to destroy me?

M.W. // an excerpt from my life (#12)

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You can’t just break me down and then try to rebuild me how you want me.

M.W. // An Excerpt From My Life (#10)

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11:01 pm.

I just keep telling myself “he never cared and he never will.”

-M.W. // An Excerpt From My Life (#9)

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10:08 pm.

I reach for your side of the bed to find nothing but empty sheets and broken promises.

Please get out of my mind.

-M.W // an excerpt from my life (#8)

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10:53 pm. It’s 10:53 pm and I feel sad. Your arms aren’t around me, my head isn’t resting on your chest, the sound of your heart beating isn’t drowning out every other little noise from outside or from the house settling. 10:55 pm. It’s 10:55 pm and maybe I should get some sleep. 11:13 pm. It’s 11:13 pm but you are still consuming every ounce of my mind and my body doesn’t know how to drift into a sleep without hearing you tell me you love me first. 11:15 pm. It’s 11:15 pm and I wonder if you’re thinking of me like I’m thinking of you. I wonder if I am consuming your every thought and dream and that you toss and turn at the thought of not having me. I hope mental images of my eyes flash through your brain and the only thing that brings you comfort is the thought of your lips touching mine again someday.

M.W. // an excerpt from my life (#4)

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It’s hard to see you with her. You run your fingers through her hair and kiss her in the corner booth where we used to sit in our favorite coffee shop. And I look at you and the way your eyes gaze over her differently than they gazed over me. And I hope the difference between her and me is that I loved you twice as much as she ever will. It’s hard to see you with him. Your fingers intertwined with his as you order your coffee and you sit outside with him and watch the cars go by. And you smile bigger than you ever did with me, and there’s this twinkle in your eyes. The same twinkle that died somewhere in the middle of us. And I know that I still love you twice as much as he does, I just fucked up. I never showed you. I’m so fucking sorry that I never showed you.

M.W. // excerpt from my life (#3)

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So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was a drizzle and she was a hurricane.

John Green, Looking for Alaska (via bitch-bru-nette)

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I saw him again today and he was with another girl and she was so beautiful. I could tell she was everything he wanted to me to be. I saw her again today and I was with my new girlfriend and she was beautiful as well, but she could never live up to what my ex was. I saw him again today and he looked happy but he didn’t see me and our eyes never met, but his arm was around her and he kissed her with a passion that I never saw him give me. I saw her again today and she didn’t look back at me when I was caught staring at her because she was so god damn beautiful. My girlfriend asked who she was and I just shook my head and smiled at her and kissed her reassuringly, but reluctantly. I saw him again today and I realized that I need to let go of him to be able to step into the next chapter of my life. I saw her again today and when she walked away, I almost ran after her and grabbed her hands and told her I still loved her, but I sat like a statue glued to my seat and eyes wandering. I saw him again today and I wish that he looked at me the way he looked at her and that he loved me the way I knew he loved her. I saw him happy and he was laughing, probably from a funny joke she told, and I cannot remember why we broke up. I saw her again today and I wish I could find someone half as elegant and impeccable as she was, but no one will ever match up to her. I wanted to be with her again and feel her lips pressed against mine and see how she used to dance around and try to convince me to as well and how I would always reject her. I saw her again today and I realized that all the fights we got in were meaningless and that we gave up too quickly on us, but it was too late to fix it now.

- D.N. // excerpt from a book i’ll never write #41 (via sundayepiphany)