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(via urlo-e-nessuno-mi-sente)
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“Lei non é strana. Perdona e sopporta perché vuole bene, ma quando si stanca, gira le spalle e non la rivedi più.”
— Web
Penso di averti perdonato già troppo
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“But I still wonder if you regret what you did… Did you ever turn back that night? Was it all just a dream? I love you, please speak to me.”
— -The places my mind decides to wander to at 2 AM.
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“So what are you gonna say at my funeral now that you’ve killed me? Here lies the body of the love of my life, whose heart I broke without a gun to my head”
— Sorry // Beyoncé
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“I’m so scared. Scared that you’ll get over me so fast. That I am just a pass-by, a fling for you. That you do like that girl that comments on all your instagram pictures more than you like me. Even though you said you don’t. That you’d prefer a girl who does look good in the morning when she just woke up, without having to conceal the dark circles under her eyes. That every moment with me would easily be replaced for moments with others. That even though you say you love me, you don’t do nearly as much as I do love you.”
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Please don’t leave
Excerpt of a book I’ll never write.
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“Heartbreak isn’t beautiful. It isn’t fucking poetry, it’s not staying up ‘till 4 am listening to sad songs. It’s breaking down in the middle of a busy street. It’s seeing their face in the people you pass by. It’s feeling okay for weeks at a time and then all of a sudden you feel the ghost of their lips on your neck and then you’re choking on the memories of their presence. It’s waking up from dreams of them coming back and screaming in the middle of the night because you chest feels like a rotting tooth. Stop romanticising pain. Stop using people like their objects. A heart isn’t a cigarette: you can’t just light it up and then stomp it out when you’re done. Don’t act like anything about heartbreak is beautiful, because I wouldn’t wish that feeling upon my worst enemies.”
— There’s nothing beautiful about bleeding from the inside out (o.k.)
