1. took me 6 months to completely forget her. today, i no longer remember what her voice sounds like. i don’t remember what the rush felt like to kiss her. i don’t remember the goosebumps i got whenever she placed a touch on me. i can’t even feel her at night anymore like i used to. i can’t feel her breath across my neck driving me insane. i can’t remember her laugh, or her eyes. but, the thing i can and only remember is the way her mouth curved when she said she loved me. and that’s because that was the biggest lie she had ever told me.
    – (sh1ttt-happens)

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  2. It’s midnight and you’re in my mind instead of in my bed. You’re so far away when I need you so much closer. I need your messy hair and tired eyes. Your soft skin and pouting lips. I need you. I need you in every way a person could need another. I need you in my arms, I need your voice whispering sweet nothings, I need your lips against mine, our legs tangled in the sheets. I need your skin to sink my fingers into and I need your blue eyes looking up at me with such passion it steals my breath. But most of all I just need your presence to get me through the night, to give me something to love. It’s midnight and I need you.
    – My Late Night Thoughts (via no1left2blame)

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  4. My friend once told me
    she liked this guy because of his hands
    And I found it absurd that anyone
    would develop feelings over one feature,
    and not care about the rest

    It wasn’t until you used your hands
    to cup the back of my neck the first time we kissed
    and I could feel your firm grasp pull me closer,
    and my insides exploded
    and my head buzzed with bliss.

    And the first night you slept over,
    you fell asleep with your hand
    laid over my stomach
    and your fingers felt like a fire
    that I didn’t mind burning my skin.

    The first time we got drunk,
    was the first time you played with my hair,
    and my god I was hooked,
    I’d drink forever if it meant you’d never stop.

    And in public you’d hold my hand,
    and rub your thumb in little circles
    that left me wanting you more,
    no matter what you would never let me go,
    I was glued to you,
    and I honestly didn’t mind

    When we talked about breaking up,
    you saw my lips quiver with fear,
    and you brushed over my lips with your fingers
    before pulling me into your lap
    and you kissed me like never before.
    With your hands on my hips
    pulling me so close to you,
    leaving no space in between us.
    It was then I realized I never wanted you to go

    Its now that,
    I finally understand why hands
    were the only feature that mattered

    Hands, Carol Shlyakhova (via thegirlwiththelittlecurl)

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  5. I’ve stopped being sorry for all my soft. I won’t apologize because I miss you, or because I said it, or because I text you first, or again. I think everyone spends too much time trying to close themselves off. I don’t want to be cool or indifferent, I want to be honest.
    – Azra.T “Don’t Wait Three Days to Text First.”  (via akachristiannaa)

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  8. elenamorelli:

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  9. yesbreathingisnice:

he looks so pleased with himself and that makes me happy

    yesbreathingisnice:

    he looks so pleased with himself and that makes me happy

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  11. breakinq:

following back tons

    breakinq:

    following back tons

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  13. (August 1st. 12:57AM)
    “I found that bottle of whiskey you left at my apartment. You know the one you were saving for a special occasion? I think you leaving is a good enough reason to finally open it.”

    (August 2nd. 4:07AM)
    “Today was complete shit, I came home and you weren’t here what the fuck is wrong with you, why haven’t you come home yet?”

    (August 2nd. 4:30AM)
    “I never noticed how cold a bed can get when it’s left half empty. Maybe that explains why I’m cold all the time now, you left me half empty.”

    (August 3rd. 3:55PM)
    “I saw your mom today, she wouldn’t look me in the eyes. What the fuck did you tell her I did?”

    (August 4th. 5:07AM)
    “I fucking hate you.”

    (August 4th. 5:08AM)
    “Why did you leave?”

    (August 4th. 5:10AM)
    “Come home.”

    (August 6th 3:22AM)
    “I hate that this is goodbye. I miss you so goddamn much. I won’t bother you again. I’m sorry if you hate me. I love you.”

    – Texts I regret sending you. Part 2. (via jessielou24)

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  14. The Moments I Chose to Ignore That Told Me You Were Going to Leave Me:

    1. The night I was crying on a street corner in Brooklyn and your concrete feet refused to come find me

    2. When you introduced me to your mother as a friend

    3. How on December 10th, 2012 you stopped kissing the curve of my shoulder before we fell asleep

    4. How after that you always wanted to fuck in the dark
    so you could rearrange my face to look like anyone else’s but my own

    5. When you started saying my name like the aftermath of swallowing a fistful of razorblades

    6. The only time you said you would appreciate my music would be after “us” because you knew the lyrics would be all dedicated in your name

    7. That night in April when I was visiting the city and your bed I whispered “I’ve missed you” into your collarbones and you told me to, “Stop saying that.”

    8. How the next morning you didn’t kiss me goodbye when I took my plane home

    9. When I felt like I needed you like the expansion of my ribcage to breathe

    10. The night I was crying on a street corner in Los Angeles and your atlas hands refused to come find me

    – K. Wagner (via th3gr0wnupchild)

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  15. my-h-e-a-r-t-s-not-in-it:

    hey sorry im late i didnt want to come

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