I Sit Here In The Restroom Crying At Random Moments Wondering 'what Did I Do So Wrong To Deserve Such

"I don’t dream you anymore, I’m not wishing.

There’s echos though;

Sometimes it’s a stranger’s smile,

a song,

a place,

Echoes of a long gone love, memories that don’t quite fade, vibrating too soft for reason, yet loud enough for me to hear."

My Hearts Thoughts

The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves.

William Shakespeare (via lifeofquotations)

DUDE...imagine this being said to John Green, I`d cry

Sometimes I think ‘when was the last time you kissed & felt alive' I always think of you. I haven’t felt alive since we kissed last, & it breaks me so much

My Hearts Thoughts

"When I look at you, your perfect.

How do you see me?"

My Heart's Thoughts

“I’m his, im still his.” I stare at the brown eyes in the mirror, thinking about how similar they are to his, like I do every time I look in the mirror. It’s been a while since ‘the break up’ , i’ve felt other lips, been in other arms, and yet, he’s still the only one that can make me feel really there, really alive. I still dream of his stupid smile and the old scars on his arm made with time. I still sing his name to the drunken moon and wear his shirt to bed. Nobody knows, to them, im free and happily single, but really, im still his.“

my hearts thoughts

Don’t love me because I love you. Love me because you love me. That’s what I deserve.

tg-phantom  (via wnq-writers)

When I asked you if you loved me for me or for loving you, you said you loved me for me,. When I stopped letting you walk on me, you stopped loving me. Does that mean you lied?

"Oh boy,

Your the mountain I can’t go around, cut through or climb."

My Hearts Thoughts

It was always you... Still is... And I'm scared it might always be... Just you.

- My Hearts Thoughts

"I'm so scared of losing you I'm already missing you"

My Heart's Thoughts

10 pieces of advice to give yourself at the age of 20

At the age of 11, you learned that perfection does not always mean a flat tummy and a thigh gap. Go on and eat that second piece of cookie that you crave so much.

At the age of 12, you learned that just because you call her “mom” and him as “dad,” it doesn’t mean they inherently know how to be that. Also, suicide poison is not the cure for everything, it’s not a cure at all.

At the age of 13, you learned the difference between giving up and taking a rest. You might have given it your all but not make it. Remember to disregard everything that comes after but.

At the age of 14, you learned that standing up for everyone else does not mean that all of them will stand up for you when you need someone. Not one of them would be the first one to defend you, that spot is reserved for your name.

At the age of 15, you learned that people rarely mean what they say even if as a writer, you deem each and every word important. Learn to know the voices that speak sincerity and the voices that are just trying to get into your pants.

At the age of 16, you learned that letting go of people that only brings toxicity in your life is never a crime. Thinking about your own peace of mind does not make you selfish. Neither does placing yourself above that last number on your priority list.

At the age of 17, you learned that giving yourself to everyone willing could only lead to one thing: your own’s deterioration. Dear, you are more precious than someone who can’t even look into your eyes in the morning.

At the age of 18, you learned that loving and accepting yourself are two different things. Placing yourself in situations you are well aware of your self distraction is never loving yourself.

At the age of 19, you learned that lovers are not the only ones that can break your heart. People stay and go for a reason. Remember to treasure the rightful ones that life allowed to stay.

You’re 20 now and life has never been what you expected and planned it to be and that’s possibly the greatest thing that can happen into your life. You’re a writer but life writes with you, know when to let it leave significant marks and know when your own pen should be the one doing so.

written by bleakfantasies,  writing prompt #62: list 10 pieces of advice you’d give yourself

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