She is glad she does not miss the feeling of your skin upon hers anymore.
She is glad she does not remember how you felt when you entered her.
She is glad she does not remember your smell.
She hopes when you say her name you are bittersweet and sour at yourself.
She welcomed you in, just for you to close the door.
She is glad she no longer remembers your face.
She is proud of herself fo relizing she does not need you to be her.
My body.
there’s a burning in my throat, it’s choking me.
a hard knot formed, it’s getting worse now,
the burning.
Help.
i wish we could take a nap together, how we used too, tangled under the blankets, sleepy eyes. The goofy conversation’s when you’re still asleep.
i’m not supposed to say it but i am.
it has been a month and two days since you have left me, alone, in our apartment.
Help.
it’s started again, the crying. it’s like this everyday now.
a burning in my throat, it’s filling me up, i pass it to you.
i wish we could smoke together like we used too, the way you used to effortlessly roll.
i never more was jealous of something that brushed your lips ever so gently, i was always jealous.
i couldn’t Help it. i am in love with you.
i get moments where i am finally okay, i’ll forget about you and what you done to me, and i would be okay.
someone would mention something that reminded me of you and now suddenly i’m back in the same hole i was in before.
there’s a harsh burning in my throat, i think it’s finally over.
i think i have finally become.
Comfortably Numb.
The pain of the “I’m sorry.” message you sent me last night after being in your own head tore me apart.
You were my everything, my sunshine, my breath.
To you, I wasn’t enough.
Why wasn’t I enough?
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I want to disappear into your brain and solve all the problems you have.
I want to disappear into your breath as you kiss me and take all my worries away, even if it is momentarily.
I want to disappear into your soul so you can see how much I love you.
I just want to disa
p p e.....
Nothing is worse then when you inhale too deeply and forget all about me for hours on end as you isolate yourself and pretend not to exist.
It hurts me to see you like this, alone, lonely, and without me.
I guess it will always hurt me to see you without me by your side but instead a green leaf and a terrible set of friends.
I miss you. Please come back.
You're right, you wake up missing them in your dreams...
Happiness Will Come To You.
when tho
When You Least Expect It. Probably Late March
reblog for happiness to come for you in late march!
I reblogged this last year and I hung out with blink-182 backstage on March 30. Reblogging again because it worked the first time.
honestly, last year one of the best days of my life happened in late March
I’m not going to risk it lmao
i did the same and got with my crush in Paris when we wound up on the same vacation (yes so much like a fanfic)… can’t see how it’ll be topped this year but LETS GO BOI
OMG I NEED SOMETHING GOOD TO HAPPEN TO ME PLS :(
Please 🙁
I’m so in need of something good. 😰
Pleeeeaaaaaassseeeeee 😭😭😭😭
30th March is my birthday so pls
Tell me something good!
The ringing in my ears has yet to stop since you last texted me.
The ache in my heart has yet to stop since you said you lost yourself.
The pain in my soul has yet to stop since I felt at a loss as to why I couldn't save you.
The soreness in my eyes has yet to stop since the tears have started.
The shaking in my hands has yet to stop as I remember the last time I caressed your face to remind you how much I love you.
The thoughts in my brain have yet to stop as they scream so loud, desperate for your attention.
Who have I become?
Completely emersed in you.
And why hasn't anyone told me about all the pain that comes along with heartbreak?
His voice calls me from the deepest holes I dive into on a regular basis.
His hands pull me from my thoughts, bringing me back to reality.
All the versions of me he accepts, even the ones he doesn’t understand.
Is this what love feels like? Is this how it feels to be cared for? To be understood?
I am gasping for breath, drowning in a sea of emotions so strong I cannot fight them.
I am oh so desperately, undeniably, indescribably, in love with him.
I know how to swim, I am just choosing to let myself drown in him.
hi, i am not one to beg or ask for something like this but i genuinely am in need of help. i started university in September , and i’m about to go into my second semester - and my savings are basically GONE. i have set up both a redbubble page (i sell designs, with some of my tumblr work, here) and a paypal page (here). on redbubble you can buy an item from my page and i receive a small fraction of the price, eg. buying a spiral notebook from my shop would earn me £1.33 - alternatively you could leave a donation in my PayPal, even as little as £0.01. i understand this is a lot to ask as not everyone has spare money that they would offer to a complete stranger but i wouldn’t be asking this if i wasn’t desperate.
i come from a very underprivileged family (but they’ve always always always tried their best to get me everything i needed/wanted) and so whilst i know they would try their best to help me financially, it is selfish of me to ask for their assistance when they can barely afford to cover their own rent.
even if you are unable to donate anything, if you could share/reblog this, that would be MORE than enough. thank you so so so much for even reading this, i appriciate it from the bottom of my heart.
i promise you i would not ask if i wasn’t desperate.
below i’ve listed some of my personal favourites from my shop, that i think you might like too:
[note: if there is a specific design that you would be willing to pay for, message me and i can try and create an item with it on for you]
self-remainder t-shirt: here
inspiring-quote notebook: here
*sips tea* mug: here
slow progress is still progress sticker: here
quote phone case: here
and many more.
have a lovely day! x
Forever reblog!!
There is a hole inside my chest, sucking everything in. Every part of me. It is void and lonely.
The hole inside my chest grows bigger and bigger, begging to be filled. Filled with what? Emotions, thoughts, and actions? No.
There is a hole inside my chest, slowly sucking everything into it. Until I become what I already am.
Nothing.
I am slowly falling in love. I cannot contain myself. His mannerisms, his actions, his facial expressions. The way he furrows his eyebrows when he's concentrating, the grunt he makes when he plays basket ball. He is overtaking my senses. My life. I can't help but think of him every moment of everyday. The way he smiles so bright when we make eye contact, the way he pushes back his hair under his hood. I think I am falling in love and I don't think I want to stop.
