They’ll break your legs and then wonder why you can’t walk.
I miss you all the fucking time.
"Remember that children, marriages and flower gardens reflect the kind of care they get."- H. Jackson Brown Jr. (via yesdarlingido)
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"She wanted so to be tranquil, to be someone who took walks in the late-afternoon sun, listening to the birds and crickets and feeling the whole world breathe. Instead, she lived in her head like a madwoman locked in a tower, hearing the wind howling through her hair and waiting for someone to come and rescue her from feeling things so deeply that her bones burned. She had plenty of evidence that she had a good life. She just couldn’t feel the life she had. It was as though she had cancer of the perspective."- Carrie Fisher, Postcards From the Edge (via tawdrysquid)
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You were different. You got parts of me I never wanted to give away and it still wasn’t enough for you. You broke me and i don’t know where to start fixing myself because I am a fucking mess.
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Scott Naismith (b. 1978, South Lanarkshire, Scotland) - Cumulus Consonance Study 1, 2013 Paintings: Oil on Canvas
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I don’t want forever, because forever can only be a second.
I don’t want always because always turns into sometimes.
Sometimes turns into every once in awhile.
Every once in a while turns into on occasion.
And on occasion turns into no more.
I don’t want seconds and I don’t want on occasion.I want till the stars explode.
Till the heavens collapse and our sky is falling.
I want till the deepest of seas dry and all the galaxies collide.
Till the ground begins to crack and the land sinks.
When the day becomes never ending and the sun is too close for comfort.
I want till the end.
Even this was not long enough.
You took me apart bit by bit and then asked why I was scattered.
You took all the pieces you needed and then asked why I had holes to fill.
You took parts of me I never knew I had and wondered why there was nothing to discover.
You never understood you did this.
You never understood that I did everything to protect myself against what I knew was coming.
You said you hated the word “sorry.”
You said hated the word and it had no meaning to you because most sorrys weren’t sincere
Your “I love you"s became your "I’m sorry"s.
I hate those three words that are meant to fill me with joy.
I am terrified of love and sorrys because neither are ever sincere.
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Never waste any amount of time doing anything important when there is a sunset outside that you should be sitting under.
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