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i won’t deny that i need you. but i won’t voice this because i don’t want to be selfish. i want you to be happy and i don’t want to bring you down. so yes, i need you, but i’ll find another way

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last time i was stood here i had a major breakdown. you promised me so many things. you promised it would all be okay. but now where are you and why isn’t it okay?

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i really need you right now...

- 7:44pm

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i’m fuxking broke. broke broke broke. everything i built in 3 years broke in less than 3 days.

- do i actually deserve this? yeah, yeah i do

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“I need you.” She admitted. It took every effort she had, but she admitted it. “I’m busy, maybe another time.” The response was cold hearted and meaningless.

Another time’? ‘Another time’? She’d had only ever become ‘another time’ to him. It hurt a bitch. But what do you do when someone says they’re busy and 'another time’? You respond with “yeah, ok.” As if everything is ok when really, your world is crumbling around you and the one person you could rely on is now the person who is too 'busy’ for you. You just have to wait for 'another time’. Even if it’s months, and years away.

'Another time’ will come, but by then, it may be too late because they’ve already lost you, and now you’re 'too busy’. And maybe you’re the one saying to them “another time.”

And it’ll hurt a bitch, but they never responded when you said “I need you”, so why put them first when they need you? Because you’ll rise above it, and you’ll not wait for 'another time’. They’ll take the fact that your a good person to their advantage. And it will happen again.

And it will hurt a bitch.

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“What do you do if you’re breaking down in your room alone and everyone is too busy?”

— 12:26am

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i’m in love with you. i can feel it coming so i’m going to admit it, and now you can destroy me

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“She writes about heartbreak because that’s all she knows”

— 10:44am (via blondieblogsvtx)

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make sure you wake up happy. no matter what happens in the day, wake up happy.

I woke up happy once

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Why are we supposed to say “it’s okay” when it’s not.

📸 by: Simon —via https://ift.tt/2eY7hg4

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“What do you do if you’re breaking down in your room alone and everyone is too busy?”

— 12:26am

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“I cried in private this time. No one saw the first tear roll down my cheek. No one heard the song I had on repeat. No one knew how lost I felt. Everyone saw me smile and laugh. No one will ask me why my face was red and why my breathing became uneven because no one will know.”

— 1:06am

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“I need you.” She admitted. It took every effort she had, but she admitted it. “I’m busy, maybe another time.” The response was cold hearted and meaningless.

Another time’? ‘Another time’? She’d had only ever become 'another time’ to him. It hurt a bitch. But what do you do when someone says they’re busy and 'another time’? You respond with “yeah, ok.” As if everything is ok when really, your world is crumbling around you and the one person you could rely on is now the person who is too 'busy’ for you. You just have to wait for 'another time’. Even if it’s months, and years away.

'Another time’ will come, but by then, it may be too late because they’ve already lost you, and now you’re 'too busy’. And maybe you’re the one saying to them “another time.”

And it’ll hurt a bitch, but they never responded when you said “I need you”, so why put them first when they need you? Because you’ll rise above it, and you’ll not wait for 'another time’. They’ll take the fact that your a good person to their advantage. And it will happen again.

And it will hurt a bitch.

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Dry those eyes

My heart’s in a bit of a muddle. I like this guy and he’s my best friend. I am head over heels in adoration for everything about him. He is so considerate and funny and he knows how to make my days go from bad to great without even trying. He doesn’t even know he’s doing it. Just being him. And I feel like I need to give him all this in return but I don’t know how because I’m not that great. He over thinks at times and I wrote him a paragraph basically expressing my love. But he didn’t read through the lines. I’m disappointed that he didn’t understand what I meant as more than a friend, but i am also grateful. If he knew, and didn’t return the feelings, I’d sort of be…well…let’s not go there. You see, I hope. And if I don’t know, then I can dream, and I can imagine. And maybe friends is all we’re meant to be, and if that’s all he can give me then I’ll happily carry on taking that. Because I’d rather have that than nothing. He’s got a smile that can light up the room. And that smile is contagious; he makes me smile in return. He doesn’t like his toothy smile, but it makes me smile at just the thought of it. I love it. I really love it. And he makes me blush. The things he says sometimes…yeah I blush. But as I said, if friends is all we can be, I’ll take it. Don’t wanna wake up one day wishing we’d done more. I wanna live fast and never look back, that’s what we here for. Don’t wanna wake up one day wondering “where’d it all go?” ‘Cause we’ll be home before we know, I wanna hear you sing it. Hey, mama, don’t stress your mind. We ain’t coming home tonight. Hey, mama, we gonna be alright. Dry those eyes. We’ll be back in the morning when the sun starts to rise. So mama, don’t stress your mind. So mama, don’t stress your mind.

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“You better not leave. Because everyone does, and this is the time that my heart will get taken too and I’m not prepared to have it broken in the fight.”

— - 9:13am

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“What if I don’t get a happy ending”

— - 6:13pm

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speak

sometimes i find it hard to put my words together, and sometimes I find it easy. today is one of those in-between days. I know what I want to say. it is perfectly formulated in my mind and I am ready to say it, but as I open my mouth nothing comes out and for that I can only say sorry. maybe this would have changed it all. made it better. but I am sorry I cannot speak the words.