syd7bella1

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Do not be frightened
of the sad, dark spots
in your life; if it never
rained, nothing would
ever grow.




 

I keep telling myself to move on, to stop crying, to tell myself "I hate you for making me love you". But i cant sleep with out seeing you in my dreams. I cant make it through the day without crying about the thoughts that go through my head. I see you are happy now, and im sorry i cant let go, I just wish it didnt hurt so much.

my self confidence in nonexistent rn

 
 

"We all just want someone who gives us butterflies of excitement when we think about seeing them and escaping the cold realities of this realm by curling up together and embracing love in our own little world."
 
 



 


 
 
I.
They called us all romantics. They should have called us sick, they could have called us dying. Instead they called us lovely as we bled from our own wounds. They handled us a bottle, they pointed us to bathrooms. They gave us all a blade, and swore that we were fine. 

II.
We called ourselves romantics, and swore that we were such. There was beauty in the dying, that thing for which we were trying. We hid away our smiles and showed each other scars. They handed us a tray, we dined on blood and pills. They gave us all they could, as we smile tooth and grin, and swore ourselves not fine. 

III.
We called them all romantics, as they lived their happy lives. They asked if we were sick, we promised we weren't dying. We hid behind our smiles, locked away our lies. They gave us all their sympathy, we fed them fear and pain. They gave us all their love, we gave them our false fine. 

IV.

We told them of our romantics, they called us sick and dying. They sought to see true smiles, and asked to see our wounds. They give us still their love, we lent them all our aches. We broke their pretty hearts as they fed us prescription pulls, promising with each milligram a new dosage a health mind, a world in which everything is fine. 

V.
They warned against romantics, and sneered them left and rigt. They didn't see the sickness, the dying or the fight. They whispered of their fraud, and blamed the children for this war. They pinned it on the inform, the scared and the ill, secretly dying to he made well. They didn't understand the struggle of those who had to lie to say that they were fine, and perhaps they never will. 


 
-the age of romantics 




 
YOU SAID IF IT IS meant to be fate will bring us back together. For a second I wondered if you were really that naive. If you really believed fate worked like that. As if it lived in the sky staring down at us, as if it was not already within us, as if fate was not the choices we make, as if it had five fingers and it spent its time placing us like pieces of chess. Who taught you that, tell me, go on. Who convinced you you'd been given a heart and a mind but it wasn't yours to use, that your actions did not define what would become of you? I wanted to scream, shout. ‘It's us you fool. We're the only ones that can bring us back together.’ But instead I sat there quietly, smiling softly through quivering lips thinking isn't it such a tragic thing when you can see it so clearly but the other person doesn't.

 




I no longer need you to f.uck me as hard as I hate myself. Make love to me like you know I am better than the worst thing I ever did. Go slow. I'm new to this, but I have seen nearly every city from a rooftop without jumping. I have realized that the moon did not have to be full for us to love it. We are not tragedies stranded here beneath it.
     — Buddy Wakefield, We Were Emergencies
 

 
 




low on self esteem, so you run on gasoline.
format-br0kenwings LEAVE THIS HERE PLEASE.

I do not know how one unloves.
MY HEART IS A GRAVE OF HEARTS.
& I have yet seen the earth
spit back out its dead.
 

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i just wish i could be a better me for you