The worst part about anything that’s self destructive is that it’s so intimate. You become so close with your addictions and illnesses that leaving them behind is like killing the part of yourself that taught you how to survive.
No amount of talking about it is going to make you love me. None of it will make you reply to me. No matter what I do to distract myself, it will not make a difference because you’re all I can think about all the damn time, each second of everyday.
I only want you, but you don’t want me.
“I always felt like I saw things differently. Saw things other people didn’t.”
— Lois Lowry, The Giver (via thebookquotes)
I think it’s high time that I let you go. I’ve been hurting myself for too long by holding onto you.
I wish I could gather the courage to do it once and for all.
Forgive yourself for catching feelings for the wrong person. Forgive yourself for chasing people who did nothing but make you feel like you weren’t enough, people who hurt you over and over till you accepted it as a way of your life. Don’t beat yourself up for wanting to love or be loved. There are worse things in life to be harsh on yourself about. Loving someone isn’t one of them.
Things I wish someone had told me.
If they act like they can live without you, let them
don’t break my heart you live there
Is there a word to describe “i’m trying my absolute fucking hardest and it’s not good enough”