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I did this to myself, I let you in and when you left nothing mattered anymore. I broke my own heart loving you. Now it’s 4 in the mor...
12:31am I thought I was over you… 12:32am I lied 12:35am Did you ever miss me, at all? 12:48am Why her? 1:28am Was I not good enou...
Depression is not Lana Del Rey music, with smeared black eyeliner and tears running down your face. It is not a blood-stained tub, or the bl...
You don’t love him anymore but sometimes when you look at the sky it seems to be the same shade of blue as his eyes. You don’t l...
She sits around hoping you think of her enough to start a conversation
Be aware of anyone you are willing to sacrifice sleep to talk with. They’re similar to drinking coffee. In overwhelming you, in awaking you...
Sometimes you hold back from talking to someone not because of your pride nor because you fear rejection. But because you know deep down th...
She told me she loves me, it can’t be true, I’m not perfect I’m filled with mistakes, I’m not worth it She smiles at my insecurities She loo...
Solitude fits me so perfectly that I can’t take it off.
He swore he will never fall in love but then she spoke and her fragile words met his foolish heart and just like that he knew that his heart...
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You just become so used to a person . Their scent, their laughter, the way they say your name . And it all disappears from one day to anothe...
I want to run, run and run, so fast through life that I catch up with nothing and nothing catches up with me, so fast that when I stop the c...
There’s a world in your head, I know, but there’s another world outside, and I know you enjoy diving in your own but don’t stay too long tha...
I cried the honesty out of me. My truth came out in tears, everything else was just lies.
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I keep reopening my wounds hoping to get different results each time, but really I am just giving myself a thousand different ways to feel t...
I’m beginning to forget How my name Tasted in your mouth.
There’s so many different types of crying. There is the sobbing that takes over your whole body. You do it shamelessly, it doesn’t matter wh...