Something funny happens to people who are lonely. The lonelier they get, the less adept they become at navigating social currents. Loneliness grows around them, like mould or fur, a prophylactic that inhibits contact, no matter how badly contact is desired. Loneliness is accretive, extending and perpetuating itself. Once it becomes impacted, it isn’t easy to dislodge. Olivia Laing (via kushandwizdom)

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You think it’s cool to hate things. And it’s not. It’s boring. Talk about what you love and keep quiet about what you don’t. Unknown (via lostnymph)

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Falling in love with yourself first doesn’t make you vain or selfish, it makes you indestructible. Things I’ll teach my children  (via sequinedserpent)

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When I’m hurt, I shut down. I turn into a total sarcastic bitch. I shut off my emotions, and act indifferent towards everything even though it might be killing me inside. (via missinyouiskillingme)

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Come lay with me. I wanna talk about nothing with someone that means something. (via valentinehuguette)

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I’m sorry I gave you everything I had without making sure you wanted it. Heavy (#418: April 21, 2014)

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When he says
He doesn’t love you anymore,
Roll your shoulders back
And look him in the eye
Even when it feels like your ribs
Are breaking inward, like spider legs.
When he digs up old aches
That he swore he forgave you for,
Smile
And ask him why he didn’t leave you sooner.
Ignore the way the words feel like sandpaper
Running all the way up your throat to your mouth.
When he blames you
For mistakes that wear his face,
Do not scream.
Do not cry.
Tell him that there are boys
Who would be proud to say they’d loved you.
Tell him that in two years
You won’t even remember his name
And don’t let him see the way you can taste your own lie.
When he leaves
Ignore the howling in your blood
And do not get up after him.
Not even to lock the door.
Do not, do not
Do not.
Smell his shirts when you box them up
To give them back.
Not one.
Swear off dating when you realize
You’re chasing ghosts that wear his smile.
It’s okay to cry over him.
It’s even okay to forgive him.
But do not go back to him.
If he did not know how to love you the first time,
He won’t know how to do it the next. How To Pretend It Doesn’t Hurt, by Ashe Vernon  (via 1811181)

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I want to text you. Just to remind you that I’m still here. But then I remember that you know I’m here. You just don’t care. Midnight thoughts (I won’t do this again)

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