No regrets, just love.

You came. That’s all that matters. You came, and i want to thank you for that.

Bad timing or not, i want to let you know i am thankful for every little thing you did and doing.

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"You called me at three in the morning and before I could speak you said, “listen, I’m sad and you’re sad and I wanna be with you and I think maybe we can make each other happy.” And I told you that it doesn’t work like that, because I am the ocean and you’re an anchor, you’ll drown in me and I think it’d really fucking hurt to have you plunge through my skin and crash into my bones. When you find me in the bathroom dripping in blood, you’re going to hate yourself for not being able to fix me and then you’re going to hate me for making you feel like that. And when you take too many pills because you couldn’t fall asleep and everything hurt, I’m going to find myself screaming and crying and shaking until you finally wake up and I’ll be mad at you for scaring me like that and mad at myself for falling apart again. I love you, but I can’t be with you, because I’m on fire and I think you are too and we’ll just create something too big for either of us to put out."
— I love you but I can’t be with you  (via extrasad)

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"In each of us lie good and bad, light and dark, art and pain, choice and regret, cruelty and sacrifice. We’re each of us our own chiaroscuro, our own bit of illusion fighting to emerge into something solid, something real. We’ve got to forgive ourselves that. I must remember to forgive myself. Because there is a lot of grey to work with. No one can live in the light all the time."
— Libba Bray  (via anditslove)

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Down, and out.

Thought what we had were infinite, thought you will always be the first person I wake up to, and the last I will text before I fall asleep with my phone in my palm. Thought you could be the one to make me feel that way, thought you could be the one to set me free.

You saw me at my weakest, you hold me when I was angry. You were there to hear me rant at every single human being alive, you were there to melt these angers away.

But there’s something about this time, I couldn’t go to you, I couldn’t go soft and be the first it initiate anything anymore. You broke me, you literally put that arrow through my heart. And I’m still bleeding. I’m down, I’m out. Now. But I will be up, not any time soon, but I will be, some day. Someday I will be able to look back to us and smile at the wonderful times we had, and able to move forward. Someday will come.

But right now, it still hurts. You lied, you hid the truth, you gave up on us and walked straight into her arms. Now I understand, maybe. If you bothered enough, you would have stuck to your words.
But you didn’t.


You didn’t.
And maybe someday, I will understand why things happen in ways we can’t comprehend.


Someday.

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"That was the thing. You never got used to it, the idea of someone being gone. Just when you think it’s reconciled, accepted, someone points it out to you, and it just hits you all over again, that shocking."
— Sarah Dessen, The Truth About Forever (via observando)

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