Forwarded from • 𝘶𝘯𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴 • (𝘳𝘢𝘦𝘯)
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show me your scars,
i promise i'll kiss them.
show me your scars,
i promise i'll kiss them.
Forwarded from 𝗕𝗟𝗔𝗖𝗞
"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.”
Forwarded from Thoughts Hub (Hubeyb☁️)
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.
I think it was selfish of me to specifically address my pain and lose other's stories in the process.
Forwarded from Lost·In·Pieces (el)
I wonder if the stars make wishes on fallen people, if the sea gets tired of spelling the same promise every time it reaches the shore. they say we can feel even when we’re not close, and I know we can lose even when we’re next to each other. I never see my blind spots until summers later, and that’s why I always assume there is something I can’t see in myself. sometimes I can feel how disappointed the universe is with me. I always thought it would be the darkness that got me, but it was the silence and the way it exploded in my heart. darling, I hope that one day you’ll meet someone who will help you rearrange your pain in a way that feels like the breath you spent all of your previous moments trying to catch.
Forwarded from 😹Funny 😻 Cute 😻 Kitties😹 (𝑋𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑦)
Forwarded from Wild (Delina)
I've always been hoping someone would follow my little details, listen to my favorite songs and understand the meaning of my love for them, watch the movies I love, notice even my silly comments and my sour mood, and pull me out of myself before I drown.
Wild
I've always been hoping someone would follow my little details, listen to my favorite songs and understand the meaning of my love for them, watch the movies I love, notice even my silly comments and my sour mood, and pull me out of myself before I drown.
I have always hoped for someone to love me for who I am every seconds of the day...constructing each detail that makes me Me...someone to love me for the human that I am...someone to love me for the mess that I am