I look at you and all I can think is “My god, you are perfect!”
I don’t even know who most of you are, but I see a smile. Or confidence. Or something. And you don’t have to be happy, but you have something. And when I see that… all I can think is “You are so perfect!” and I wish I had whatever it was that you have that makes you all so unbelievably perfect.
One day, I’ll get to this point. And I’ll finally let go. And you’ll realise that once upon a time, I was always there if you needed me. I’m not there yet, but I promise I will get there.
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Change. Why is it so hard for me to change? Why do I keep telling myself to change but nothing ever happens? I hate this habit. But I hate lying to myself more.
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Despite the fact that you’re the one who created a hole in my heart, you’re also the only one that can make it disappear in less than a second; as if the hole never existed.
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Loneliness is the human condition. Cultivate it. The way it tunnels into you allows your soul room to grow. Never expect to outgrow loneliness. Never hope to find people who will understand you, someone to fill that space. And intelligent, sensitive person is the exception, the very great exception. If you expect to find people who will understand you, you will grow murderous with disappointment. The best you’ll ever do is to understand yourself, know what it is that you want, and not let the cattle stand in your wayWhite Oleander (via notsoplainemilyjane)
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I’m trying to walk towards you, trying to start a conversation between us. But you just kept on stepping back.
(Source: blogsecret)
This is me. I never want to leave. My bed is my best friend.
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