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i tell all my friends everything you do
a sick obsession that i still try to prove
but its no good 'cause
who am i without you?
michelle pfeiffer
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-Is someone getting married?
Why didn't you tell her?
-Hasrat hi rahe to behtar hai ...
Chaand haansil ho jaye,to kahan chaand lagta hai.
Translation
It is better to have regrets, than to have the moon obtained.
how does one get over a summer love?
I still love you. Just not enough to cry about it anymore. Just not enough to ruin my life. You are like… something that I like to look at. And listen to, talk with, joke with, be around. But something I will never have. That’s okay. I am just fine watching you from afar.
At this point being in love with you has become a part of my personality. So what’ll happen if I stop?
I could stare at you forever. I wish you were mine.
it’s hard to hate someone when you can remember what it was like to love them. I wish I could erase all memories of you from my mind.
I want you to dig your hands into my flesh and pull all my bones out one by one and get rid of this humming ache under my skin
I miss you. You make me feel safe. More than you make me feel sick. Whenever I have moments of peace, I think of you. I wish you were there with me.
I miss the way you used to look at me. I spend most of my time living in memories and trying to remember what you sound like.
thought of you a lot today… idk why. I miss you. You have a soft voice and warm skin.
every time I decide I’m done with you, for some godforsaken reason, I dream about you the same night
next time you say something even slightly mean or offensive I’m going right for your throat
I hope you die, *****. Or I hope you move away forever and I never see you again. But it’d be satisfying if you just died. I wish I could forget you existed and erase all my memories of you. But it’d be more realistic if you just died.
I wanna talk to you so badly but then why does every conversation with you taste bitter and make me feel sick
I always type long messages for you and then leave them there. I’m worried I might accidentally hit send one day.
I wish you loved me as violently and consumingly as I love you
I thought I felt this way because I miss you but I probably just have a disorder. Maybe it’s both.
if I think about you long enough or hard enough will I cross your mind?
all I can do is stare at your name and hope that something will happen
All I want is you. Please don’t leave. Please don’t leave to be with her. I love you so much. Please leave her and be with me. Please please please please please I love you. You’re literally the male version of me we’d be so great together. Please I’d make you feel like a king every day. I love you please don’t leave. You’re so soft and warm and beautiful and you have the greatest smile and laugh and eyes and I love you so much. Please don’t leave.
do you know what it’s like to crave a person?
you don’t understand my heart literally lights up when he texts me how can he not be for me when I feel this strongly about him for like four years now it’s not fair it’s not fair 😭😭😭😭😭
he has no idea that I’m literally on my knees praying and crying for him every day it’s actually ridiculous that he’s consuming my brain LIKE A PARASITE and he’s just completely clueless. I hope he has a dream where he sees how much he’s in my head and in my heart and in between my teeth and under my skin and he gets hit so hard with it he fucking dies. No one could love him like I would.
no you guys I’m acc down so bad it’s not even funny anymore
What is the line between being delulu and being actually insane. I write you letters and poetry you’ll never see. I’d set myself on fire to keep you warm. I want you to dig your hands into my shoulder blades and grab my heart and pull me into your chest. Let me slowly bleed out over you.
I don’t know if I’m in love or if I’m mentally sick. All I know is the gaping hole and aching I feel in my chest fucking hurts.