Stay Strong

Aug 22
Aug 22
Aug 22

moxirox:

Actually me

Aug 22
Aug 22

quote Don’t let your fear of being alone trick you into thinking that you’re in love.

— Not so bad being alone (via foreverwritteninstone)
Aug 22
maths—life:

🍕Babe🍕 | via Tumblr on We Heart It.

maths—life:

🍕Babe🍕 | via Tumblr on We Heart It.

Aug 22

quote

Heartbreak remedy series; chapter 1.

Last name.

To my future daughter,
your last name,
won’t be his,
the truth is,
throughout my journey with him,
we did stumble upon a few rocks,
but one day,
we just stopped moving,
and baby,
maybe it was my fault,
or his,
but I am sorry we were not meant to be,
so once you’re all grown up,
you’re going to ask me,
“was dad your first love?”,
and I will smile,
nodd,
and say yes,
but I am sorry,
he was not,
and some lovers you cannot forget,
his last name engraved,
his last name not forgotten.

To my future son,
your last name won’t be his,
you won’t grow up to be just like him,
one day,
you will fall in love,
and you will tell me,
“mom she’s the one”,
I will probably tease you,
over and over again,
about how you guys will make it to the aisle,
but your first love might not be your last,
and then you will ask me too,
“was dad your first love?”,
I will weakly smile,
and say yes,
but some lovers you cannot forget,
and maybe you won’t forget her name,
but along the way,
your heart will heal,
baby it will heal.

Lastly,
to the future me,
I am sorry,
you won’t forget his last name.

You never will.

— k, heartbreak remedy series  (via dullsuns)
Aug 22
Aug 22

quote I almost tear up,
Every single time,
I text out the word ‘Goodnight’,
And my autocorrect tries to tell me,
The next word should be ‘Baby’

— (via ameliadearest)
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quote Keep me in your thoughts,
To keep me alive-
My pulse
Can only
Hold its rhythm
As long as
Someone is listening.

— M.S. (via coffee-crinkled-pages)
Aug 22
Aug 22

quote

tell me you don’t love me anymore.
go ahead.
tell me that I was a mistake.
and tonight is our last.

better yet,
scream it at me.
yell it in my face
until your voice cracks.
let the neighborhood know
that you resent me
and everything that I am.

shatter me.
stop drowning me
in your damn “maybe”s.
let me know that it’s okay
to let go
of something that doesn’t exist anymore.

— hailey m. barton (via hailslol)