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dear empathy, please stop telling me that it’s okay when they hurt me stop allowing me to accept the knife you see in their side is a reasonable excuse for them to put two in mine please stop introducing me to their demons i don’t want to shake hands with the reasons they can’t seem to stay please stop waving a white flag and making me pity their anger and make peace with their madness

I don't know how to love small so if I can't love you a lot I can't love you at all

you are not a second choice they didn’t choose you not because you are not worthy but because they weren’t built to love you i know their arms feel like they were supposed to carry you but their lack of strength is not a testimony of the weight of your soul but rather the weakness of theirs you are not too much

I think I am the kind of person that people fall in love with too quickly And I dont mean to complain because it is wonderful to be loved but I am also the kind of person that people walk way from when they realize the beautiful pool of water that they wandered into is actually an ocean with too many questions I wish my company didnt make people feel like theyre drowning mystery draws them in then mystery makes them leave

society's perspective on beauty isn't even based on a person's soul anymore it's based on their large ass and tits.

Loving you felt like leaving a book out in the wind the pages turned too fast for me to read I dient get enough time to adore you to explore you to trace your lines with my fingertips and reread my favorite parts to live the story I knew we we meant to be before I knew it the book was closed the story was over - unfinished

I am not very good at taking criticism. I know you weren't criticizing me when you decided to be with her. But it feels like everything you give her that you couldn't give me is a statement of my faults. I imagine you kiss lines down her body that spell out all of the reasons I am unlovable.

i told you that you remind me of springtime and i didn’t lie i just forgot that seasons are temporary you can’t tell spring to stay the same way you can’t ask the sun not to set but sometimes i can close my eyes and remember the feeling of sunlight the smell of a fresh start and the sound of birds singing again thank you for reminding me that things will be good again even if it was only for a season

I have a bad habbit of clinging to the people and places that have been hurting me today I asked myself to explain why because sometimes it doesn't make sense to me either this is the conclusion I have come to I stay because although im treated poorly I find comfort in the surety of knowing exactly what I'm getting moving on is a commitment to uncertainty and things could always be worse on the other side of a big jump I have never been good with risk I don't like to gamble I like control

my biggest fear is that we were meant to be. what if we were wrong, and we missed out on all the ways we were supposed to love each other. what if timing and space was just an excuse that we used to separate two hearts that beat simultaneously. maybe we are going to live the rest of our lives watching the wrong story unfold.

you are so incredibly capable of collecting the stars you just have to overcome your fear of heights

people with the most intricate minds have the most turmoil inside you cannot be filled with the galaxies and not expect explosions

sometimes the battles that take the most strength are the ones you choose not to fight ~surrender

i know that right now you want to run to them but closed arms will not hold you and careless hearts will not heal you

what hurts the most are memories we didn’t make the pictures i had of our future i spent an eternity waking up to you tell me, how do i forget things that never happened?

I hurt someone else when I was trying to fix what you broke I tried to blame you But I realized I became you

It is never selfish to take care of your heart, if you need to move, then move. If you need to stay, then stay. Don't let anyone else dictate where your peace lands.

If you're like me you struggle with walking away from situations that aren't healthy for you If you're like me it is hard to see the line between I care for you and I will put your needs before mine until my feet are blistered from racing to catch you every time you fall If you're like me then listen Walking away from situations that are hurting you does not mean that you are heartless It means that you have outgrown the shoes you've been using to chase unreciprocated love It means that you are learning to value yourself You have not lost your capacity to love You are discovering how to love you.

be loud and colorful and ridiculous and don't take no for an answer

There are some people who are just meant to be a sunrise for you.

I pierced my ear and it got infected for weeks my ear was red and swollen I knew that if I just took the earring out I could heal much faster but I thought the earring made me feel beautiful so I let it stay - toxic relationships

it’s funny to me how everyday life mixes with the internal world each of us exists in. in the notes on my phone is a mixture of my inner demons and my grocery lists.

sometimes i wonder what’s the point of all this why do i continue to love people when so often we end up apart ? i’m beginning to realize that i am a collector of impressions imprinting myself with the most beautiful treasures i have found in the ones i have once loved i am becoming a mosaic of moments a picture of joy and pain i think that it is quite magnificent i think that i am quite magnificent

you loved me for my mind you left me for my mind

there is no good reason to go back to people who did not choose you. do not put your heart in the hands of someone who doesn’t want to hold it.

the bees aren't going to go away but they are going to change with you sometimes they will be chaotic sometimes they will rest sometimes they will give you sweet honey and sometimes they will remind you of how much love can sting but if you can find a home within yourself and make peace with your bees you will be alright

i am in love with you yes you the people with fragile hearts i think you are the bravest most beautiful of miracles if you cry when you read books or if another’s pain brings you heartache if your heart cracks for the sake of bent butterfly wings please stay that way do not let the weight of the world make you hard

being stuck in your own mind when it doesn’t want to be kind is torture