when people ask why I haven’t posted in like 2 years
long story short // Taylor Swift
(via undo-my-scars)
one day.
IG: catarinehancock
I owe my heart too many apologies.
“She hides her pain under sweet smiles, graceful laughter, generosity and kindness.”— tara love
“I think that when you have a connection with someone, it never really goes away.”
— Alex Vause
“365 days ago you told me you didn’t love me any more. 216 days ago I laid on the bathroom floor crying out to the night 172 days ago I fell asleep in class because I had thought of you all night 154 days ago I saw you in the street looking unaffected by my absence 136 days ago I vowed to move on 120 days ago I broke down in tears on the train 107 days ago I went our favourite cafe and it felt like you were there 98 days ago I found a letter you wrote me and I cried myself to sleep 90 days ago I deleted every picture of us from my phone 88 days ago I kissed a boy for the first time since you 87 days ago I cried from feeling like I betrayed myself and you 76 days ago I messaged you at 2am telling you I miss you 75 days ago I deleted your number when you hadn’t responded 74 days ago I found your number again and re-added it to my contacts 73 days ago I cried alone in my car 72 days ago I promised myself again to move on 50 days ago I thought about you but continued on with my day 38 days ago I threw out your shirt that I slept in every night 19 days ago I accepted that we were over 10 days ago I didn’t crumble when I heard your name 4 days ago I felt okay for the first time in a long time 2 days ago you messaged me saying you missed me 216 days ago, I would have run straight back into your arms But today I was able to smile at all you had taught me, and delete your number.”— 365 days of lessons (ms, 2019)
“People have different ways of numbing pain or trying to release it. Some people smoke, some people destroy things, some people hurt themselves and some people drink.” He raises his bottle in the air “not only is drinking fun, but it helps me forget every bit of pain that I have in my life. It helps me numb it away and makes me looser, makes me pretend that everything is okay. I know it’s messed up, I know it makes me sound like I have a problem and I do, but I don’t want to be in pain anymore. I don’t want to feel like this, like the weight of the fucking world is on my shoulders. I should be having fun at 17 not be worrying about this. Not having people worry if I have a drinking problem, it’s fucked up, I’m fucked up. I know everything will eventually will be okay, but a big part of also thinks it won’t be.”
-excerpt from a book I’ll never write #244/ jake
“I can’t remember who we were before we broke each other’s hearts.”— Things I realized when I was friends with my ex, part XI