Swallowing Pills

There are so many things that no one tells us as we grow up, sure they say the usual predictable things but not the ones that really matter. They don’t tell you that your going to love more than one guy in life, that there isn’t always a happy ending, that life just isn’t easy. Your parents like to keep you in a bubble they want to believe that they can protect you from everything that nothing bad can happen to you as long as they don’t tell you the truth. They want you to believe that eventually you’ll fond your prince charming and you’ll live happily ever after just like in the Disney movies, but they know the truth. They know that there will be nights you cry yourself to sleep, that you will listen to your music so loud trying to drown everyone out that you give yourself a headache, that you will turn to alcohol for the answers that you will never get. No one gives you the cold hard truth, because for some people its too big of a pill to swallow.

“I didn’t leave because I no longer loved you. I left because I couldn’t continue to love you knowing you didn’t love me near as much as I did you.”

-katiefayehutch

“Maybe you don’t go to hell for the things you do. Maybe you go to hell for the things you don’t do. The things you don’t finish.”

— Chuck Palahniuk, Lullaby

don’t mess with me fam, i’m a hardcore introvert, i’ve avoided more social events than you’ll ever attend.

I still missed you after our worst fight and that’s how I knew I’d do anything to make it work.

babealmighty (via wordsnquotes)

There is this conception of fire when we think about hell. But sometimes for a mere human being on earth, it’s the coldest numb state of the soul .

thoughtsincosmos  (via wordsnquotes)

And I wonder how many painkillers can I take to stop the pain in my heart.

Will an overdose be enough? // r.k (via siilentthoughts)

"I loved you... More than I loved myself at one point. And I think that's what screwed me over. I was willing to do anything for you, I lost myself trying to love you.

"It's not about the lonely thoughts at midnight when all you want is someone to be next to you. It's about the 5 a.m. stolen looks across your mug of coffee when you get that tingle in the out of your stomach that you get to wake up to this person for the rest of your life."

-Katiefayehutch

The second half of 2017 is going to be focused only on me and myself. I’ve wasted too much time investing in other people only to receive the same disappointment over and over again. I wish I could be more selfless, but really I’m not.

ig: poemsporn_ (via poemsporn)

if they ask you about me, tell them: She was the only person who loved me with honesty, and I broke her.

Demetra Demi Gregorakis / Love Letters In The Wall: Agapé Edition (via poemsporn)

i hope one day we meet again in the future both of us with new life partners and perhaps then we can finally agree that it takes being in failed relationships for us to be able to recognise when we are in the right one.

ig: poemsporn_ (via poemsporn)

It would have been so easy to go back to. So easy to relapse into it. So simple. It would almost feel like going home. To let it consume you. To let it take over. To give into it. It was only a small part of you that stood up and said ‘no’. That said, ‘you’re better than this.’ That said, 'choose happiness. Even if it’s hard. Even if it’s the hardest choice you’ve ever had to make.’

Sue Zhao // Relapse (via blossomfully)

I don't think leaving would have hurt as much if you hadn't of been my safety net. We'd been back and forth for so long I didn't know anything else, you were my home, and leaving meant taking a match and burning down that beautiful mansion I thought we had. And this time there wouldn't a rain storm to save it, to save us.

But then came along this small little three bedroom home, and it was suddenly all I ever needed. It was everything I thought we had, but I was too blinded to realize we had none of it.

@katiefayehutch

"I didn't leave because I no longer loved you. I left because I couldn't continue to love you knowing you didn't love me near as much as I did you."

-katiefayehutch

I don’t regret it but I’ll never do it again.

x (via blossomfully)

Ask him about his favourite memory. Remember it. It’s important. It might not make sense at first but it will with time. The more you get to know a person the more their favourite things become self-explanatory.

Sue Zhao (via blossomfully)