god I hate the fucking rushes of missing you
I’ll be perfectly fine
I could be cooking, getting ready for work, or just relaxing

and all of a sudden
a quick sharp pains nails me in the heart
and carries up through my lungs and takes a trip
all the way to my throat
and it all burns and feels like it’s melting

and what makes it hurt worse is when I try to push it out
I try to forget about the feeling
I’ll tell myself things to make it go away

but the only way it goes away
is if I come to senses
and agree
that I miss you more than anything right now
and I would love to just have you in my life

but thing’s don’t work out
and you don’t want to be here anyways.

Please just know it’s harder for me because I loved you (via idontknowanymoretbhlol)

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Thursday / 25,408 notes / reblog
I don’t care what you do to me, but I don’t want you to hurt me. I’ve had enough hurt already in my life. More than enough. Now I want to be happy.
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via stevenbong)

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Tuesday / 7,752 notes / reblog
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subway weirdness
Tuesday / 252,729 notes / reblog
Thursday / 275,211 notes / reblog
I might have been in love with the idea of her. I might have loved the attention. But I didn’t love her, and it seemed incredibly unfair for me to let someone love me when I didn’t feel the same way in return.
Sixteenth Summer (Michelle Dalton)

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Do you know what your problem is? You can’t live with the idea that someone might leave.
John Green (via wordsthat-speak)

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Come back and make up a good-bye at least. Let’s pretend we had one.
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (via wordsthat-speak)

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Monday / 27,578 notes / reblog