Quotes added on Sunday, July 10 2016
I think I am always going to be there for him, I
don't know why I even bother but it seems like I can't
help it. Even when I say I don't love him anymore there is
some kind of force gravitating me towards him, despite the
circumstances. Like, he has a girlfriend now and he was in a
relationship before and that doesn't stop me from thinking,
"yeah, maybe you should try to let it go." And I
don't know why, but I'm stubborn and I'm egotistical,
and I genuinely believe he is searching for a feeling that is
somewhat comparable to what he had with me, and he is going to
keep settling and continue to be disappointed that these
relationships aren't working out because those girls can be
perfect 10s, have a perfect body and have a striking converation
from time to time, but they are not me. Plain and simple. With
this knowledge, I will love this man from a distance, and
peacefully check in on him and quietly hope he's doing well
and he's happy, but I know he thinks about me, I know he is
doing the same thing, he just believes that seeng other girls
will help, and it proobably does as a method of distraction. I
don't mind not being the one he is actively trying ot be with
now, because I know he wants to, but we're both not ready. I
feel more confident now than ever that there will be another time
for us someday, but we need to go out there and try different
things.
"Promoting own good thought is entirely
different from
praising oneself only a lot,
and a sensible netizen can easily make out the difference between the two from the big photo that the quote poster has got"
~Anuj Somany
praising oneself only a lot,
and a sensible netizen can easily make out the difference between the two from the big photo that the quote poster has got"
~Anuj Somany
I feel
myself
changing.
I don't laugh the same, smile the same, or talk the same.
I'm just so tired of everything.
I don't laugh the same, smile the same, or talk the same.
I'm just so tired of everything.
I'm
a
hopeless
romantic
with a
dirty
mind
hopeless
romantic
with a
dirty
mind
some
people
are
so
emotionally drained
that
even
sleep
does
not do anything any
more.
you
wake
up
still tired. and it just
doesn't
go away.
always
buy
a bigger bottle
than you think you will need.
better to be safe than sober.
than you think you will need.
better to be safe than sober.
there's
so many
things
i wanna
say but there's too many things
still
in the
way
You can hook up wih as many
people
as you want, but don't be upset when
the party's over, the drugs are gone, &
no one's there to love you right.
as you want, but don't be upset when
the party's over, the drugs are gone, &
no one's there to love you right.
Everything heals. Your body heals. Your heart heals. The mind heals. Wounds heal. Your soul repairs itself. Your happiness is always going to come back. Bad times don't last.
It’s
summer now.
I keep picking sunflowers
hoping I’ll hear your leather shoes
come running.
I drop handfuls of petals
leaving a trail for you just in case
you hear the echo of my voice.
The wind keeps tossing them away
burying them into the earth
just like how you
put our names on tombstones
carved permanently in granite.
I used to plant gardens
on our grave
and watered it with your leftover tears
but they shriveled into dust and
dried out promises.
Just like us.
I keep dreaming up a scene
where I finally dig us up
and bring our bones back to life.
But my shoulders already ache
with our burning past.
And so I turn my back.
Shielding us from the sunlight
and from the sea breeze
that feels like your lips on me.
I’ll let us rot on the earth.
But it’s ok now.
I like that we are in there together.
At least now I know you meant it
when you said you’d be with me forever.
I keep picking sunflowers
hoping I’ll hear your leather shoes
come running.
I drop handfuls of petals
leaving a trail for you just in case
you hear the echo of my voice.
The wind keeps tossing them away
burying them into the earth
just like how you
put our names on tombstones
carved permanently in granite.
I used to plant gardens
on our grave
and watered it with your leftover tears
but they shriveled into dust and
dried out promises.
Just like us.
I keep dreaming up a scene
where I finally dig us up
and bring our bones back to life.
But my shoulders already ache
with our burning past.
And so I turn my back.
Shielding us from the sunlight
and from the sea breeze
that feels like your lips on me.
I’ll let us rot on the earth.
But it’s ok now.
I like that we are in there together.
At least now I know you meant it
when you said you’d be with me forever.
— FOREVER MEANT NOTHING TO
YOU
