#best breakup

[dustinslovehandles]

Tony Khan, if this is your way of writing Chuck out for another six months, I will have to eat your spleen.

[hopelessvalentines]

“you’re my best friend, now i’ve got no one to tell i’ve lost my best friend.”

….

[dustinslovehandles]

"He's whispering sweet nothings in his ear" - my mum

The last moments of Orange & Trent that were shown after the match tonight

[poempoetryandmore]

i think i‘ll always love you

even if its just a little bit

ten years from now a piece of my heart will still beat for you

maybe its the curiosity of ,what if‘

or maybe its the emptiness speaking

but nomatter why,

i‘ll always love you

[kaahmbem]

legend has it that the young witch circe and the once beautiful nymph scylla shared a complicated past...

[chamberkat]

"Everything is gonna be okay."

[writingthethoughtsaway]

“I believed you even when I knew you were lying.”

- S. C. C.

[lazylittledragon]

askdfhfjdj thank you to everyone sending me photos of their pets to make me feel better it is much appreciated

i’m about as fine as i can be considering my beloved partner of almost 2 years just left me via text but i have a v good support system so i’ll probably be ok

[inkskinned]

it mattered because when my brother asked me what if this is the happiest you'll ever be? the best you'll ever get? the thing i felt was fear, not peace. everybody thought you were so perfect for me. even i thought you were "helping me grow". i had to challenge every internal clock. make myself more thoughtful, more kind, more beautiful.

i told my therapist it was good because i like the changes i made and there's something so strong about saying i did that. the problem is that i can like the difference all i want, but i changed for you. something akin to getting your name tattooed, all my progress is stamped with fuck you.

it was the happiest i'd ever been and also the best i'd ever gotten. i would still get in the car and think what the fuck just happened.

[slutforpringles]

via: GQ Australia

[undercotton-andcalicoes]

leaving long term friendships behind is so strange. like. i know your favorite flower and how you like your soda and the exact shape of your face and your coffee order. they’re all etched into the folds of my brain. but we haven’t spoken since june. and i don’t even know what your hair looks like now.

[dustinslovehandles]

Chuck's sad little expression. So sad, but not surprised.

Orange's pain and disappointment and sadness,

They tried so hard to keep Trent with them. They tried so hard. My little heart

[marsabillions]

Modern au rosekiller breakup is barty having breakfast with regulus afterwards like “yeah…i mean it just happened. in the end it’s not even that sad…” knowing only a few hours before he was leaving evan 200+ voicemails for 16 hours straight cataloguing the first 4 stages of grief extensively

[tanoroe]

variations of this bc it fits all of them too well lmao

[dustinslovehandles]

I was talking to my mum about this earlier.

Maybe shenangins on Dynamite that stop the match from happening? Somebody gets beaten up before the match, somebody is missing, the Don Callis goon squad interfere, I dunno.

Or maybe the match on Dynamite ends in an undecisive way? Somebody wins by cheating, somebody wins by being assisted etc. Adds to the fued and then a 'proper' fight at DoN?

.....nah, I like your idea better @lghockey. Let's have Chuck back please

Orange vs Trent on Dynamite? Surely there’ll be a rematch for DoN, right?

[manytoonepoet13]

It's pathetic, really.

How I constantly look into the scrap paperworks of the story of your life to see if something good of me is in it.

Or at least something of me is in it.

Because to be quite honest, good or bad, I want you to think of me.

I want to be in your mind.

I want to be in your memories and see then realize the amount of joy we shared together.

I want to you to realize how even as we begin fall apart, I took my body limb by limb and hook it along the cracks.

I want you to realize how while I keep on pulling you closer into my embrace, you pushed me away until the rope snapped into five irreparable pieces.

With one of them breaking into five more.

And each fragment breaking into yet another five, then another and another and another until I became nothing but dust within this whole that is the Sahara desert.

You wouldn't pick up a grain by then, yes?

You wouldn't even notice I was there even as I fall beneath your feet.

And listen to the sweet torture that is your laughter shared no longer between us, but with you and another.

But even then, I could never wish the worse for you, for I could never bear to see you hurt.

Even if you were the one who impaled me with the sharpest dagger known to man...

I would still know you as the group of people I can to love the most.

So, please... Be happy.

Not for me, but for yourself.

But I suppose it can be partly for me.

For seeing you smile, makes me wish I could as well.

For I love you, even if it means for my heart to break.

I love you.