I would simp for this man day in day out.🖤🖤🖤

Someone?

I can't stand with being FAKE!

I want to explain how exhausted I am. Even in my dreams.How I wake up tired. How I'm being drowned by some kind of black wave.

Fight club 1999

What is my heart to you
that you must break it over and over

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show me your scars,
i promise i'll kiss them.

You must write, and read, as if your life depended on it.

"But, I painfully loved you." I said as my voice cracks, "I love you so much, much, much that it just hurts every minute I’m without you." I cried. "much that I walk to you through this door knowing I'd be leaving the room broken, hurt and lost but I walked in to you without fear. I walked in to hold the hands that always used to hurt me, I was bleeding, I am bleeding, and I don't mind keep on bleeding, If my soul is scratched by you."

“I dreamt you came back last night, and everything fell back into place. But then I woke up, and lost you all over again. And it hurt the same as it did the first time.”

Don't be afraid to be afraid,my darling.

Writing is really winning after losing so many of our parts.

There is nothing wrong with silence. There is nothing wrong with solitude. There is nothing wrong with crying, some blackness under your eyes is okay. It is okay to continue wishing for a better tomorrow. Life is not long anyway.