Hadley_heart posted a quote
April 21, 2015 7:57am UTC
he said to me," yes, i'm drunk. and you're beautiful. and tomorrow morning, I'll be sober, but you'll still be beautiful." and I believe thats the exact moment I fell in love with him
amerine905 posted a quote
April 21, 2015 9:34am UTC
I hate the saying "there are plenty of fish in the sea" especially when people use it to cheer others up because it makes love seem so cheap ... because isn't love when you meet that one fish that you treasure more than others? So what's the point of saying that there are plenty more when it's obvious that none of those others can ever be the same as that one fish? Just a personal opinion that I've been keeping in for a while... Anybody agree, or is it just me who treasures love this way?
there is beauty in the struggle forces pressing against forces possitive against negative a thousand nerve endings sending feelings through out your body yourheart struggling to pump thousands of leaters of blood throughout your body everyday wakeing up and working to put food on your table and clothes on your back life is a struggle but there is so much beauty in it
everywhere i go, everything i do,every one i talk to it all reminds me of you i cant go a single day without thinking of you i try so hard to let go but the memories are everywhere i still say "we" instead of "i" i cant stop thinking about you for even 1 whole day i guess 3 and a half years wof memories will be hard to get out of my head you were my best friend the thing that sucks is we had so many things together and when theres only one person in the world that you want to talk about certain things with and that one person is the only one you cant talk to and its like i gave up my entire life when i was with you i have no friends no nothing because honestly i didnt think i needed them when i had you now im so alone its crushing and its so wierd to talk to you as just a friend how can i ? ya know i love you but i just realized that i wasnt in love with you and that in a way hurts even more than letting go it feels like when did it change ? i dont even remember when did we stop being happy i dont even know
the saddest part about breaking up is that i dont even remember when i stopped loveing you , or when i stopped being happy, or when i just decided that being comfortable and content was good enough when i decided that happiness was over rated i tried to make us work for so long but the truth is i know you gave up way before i did and it killed me and you knew i let go and it killed you and we both knew we were falling apart but couldnt say anything for so long and one day i just said enough is enough and im so sorry for that but i have to be me i lost my self i cared so hard for you that i forgot to care about myself and i finally opened my eyes
when we broke up i was so numb i told my self i didnt care about anything i cried only 3 times and then swept it all under the rug but i know i need to feel the pain so that i can heal
i just wanted to be ME i wassick of being a puppet doing and saying everything to make you happy going through the motions but never knowing if any of its real im sick of being fake with myself i need to be honest to my self and love my self so im breaking the strings and this puppet is on the loose
'she killed herself but the blood is on your hands' no the blood is on the hands of whoever decided that the best course of action was to kill themselves. a man can steal a bar of gold because his neighbour called him poor his nieghbour is no thief. THERE IS A CHOICE. AND YOU and no-one else ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR IT.