December 2009
how do i know if i will make it through this...
lovebot:
so far, i’m getting demolished.
how do i know if i will make it through this...
lovebot:
so far, i’m getting demolished.
heartache
never knew that a heart that’s broken can still hurt so much for the second time. since that day you said you would walk out of my life, everything happens to me doesn’t matter anymore. nothing really matters anymore. im just like a low life scumbag heading nowhere into life. i get high to die. everyday is the same. full of sadness, shame, missing the time we are together, missing you....
reblog if you act happy when you are hurting on...
ilalaloveyou
I'm able to swallow my pride, put all the bullshit...
im waiting.
Reblog if 2009 was the loneliest year for you.
suicideunderground:
nostalgicdreams:(via catastrofuck)
“The truth is I don’t hate you. I can never hate you. I’m not on a crusade to...”
– (via poeticheartache)
“I am just so sick and tired of this. I want to be alright without you. I want to...”
– (via poeticheartache)
“Become the girl you want to be. The one who guys can’t forget, the one who goes...”
– (via poeticheartache)
fuckyeahbrighteyes:
hoorayitslisamae:
Bright...
what i wanted to say when i went silent the other...
lovebot:
i love you more than you’ll ever know and you’ll never find someone who will adore you as much as i do, right now, right here, forever.
but of course, i just shut my mouth, put my head on your heart and hoped your heart would feel my love through your skin and you wouldn’t tell me it’s over anymore. but you didn’t hear me. just hold me until it stops hurting please. i love you.
Ray LaMontagne - You Can Bring Me Flowers
songs-lyrics:
My eyes are dry, my hands are tied There’s nothing I can say If you feel the need to go I won’t stand in your way
Sit and think drown and drink Sing this sad, sad song You can bring me flowers, baby When I’m dead and gone
Fate has played his hand is cruel There ain’t nothing I can do You say you lost your love for me Me, my love for you
Sit and cry, say goodbye Sing...
lovebot:
so go on, go on and break my heart..
...
I know I'm drunk right now,
lastdancelove:
but I don’t understand why your words can hurt me so much. It fucking hurts. I want it to go away.
lastdancelove:
Amazing, as always.
kari-shma:
...
“There are a few sadder things in life than watching someone walk away after they...”
– (via poeticheartache) (via lastdancelove)
lastdancelove:
tiresome:
Chopin - Nocturne no....
“You are the only one out there who is capable of turning my tears into pure...”
– (via lastdancelove)
I don't want to be so afraid to feel. I don't...
lastdancelove:
I swear it makes me feel like a psycho.
Words can't help me say it all anymore.
lastdancelove:
(via obliteratedheart)
lastdancelove:
Have been in love with this song...
How can we have a love like this?
lastdancelove:
It’s not fair at all.
lastdancelove:
Sunday Afternoon by Rachael...
I'm sorry that I'm not who you thought I was, but...
lastdancelove:
(via loveyourchaos)
“Dare I say I miss him? I do. I miss him. I still see him in my dreams. They are...”
– Yann Martel, Life of Pi (via quotewhore) (via lastdancelove)
“Just so you know, there are days when I’m a complete and utter insecure,...”
– via: I wrote this for you (via kari-shma) (via quote-book) (via lastdancelove)
“One day you’ll fall for this boy. And he touches you with his fingers. And he...”
– j’aiperdumoncoeur (via lastdancelove)
“How could I ever blame you for hurting me?”
– (via lastdancelove)
lastdancelove:
I could … you slowly all...
Tegan & Sara - Dancing in the Dark
songs-lyrics:
[listen] (Bruce Springsteen cover)
I get up in the evening And I ain’t got nothing to say I come home in the morning I go to bed feeling the same way I ain’t nothing but tired I’m just tired and bored with myself Hey there, baby I could use just a little help
You can’t start a fire You can’t start a fire without a spark This gun is for hire Even if we’re just dancing in the...
When everything is lonely I can be my own best...
suicideunderground:
xdarkling:clotilde-:illbehereforever:(via fadedsilhouettes)
I get a coffee and the paper, have my own conversations
with the sidewalk and the pidgeons and my window reflection
i feel like i dont ever fit in anymore
(via richmonn)
“Everyone falls in love at least once in their lives; before they become bitter,...”
– Fuck Yeah Love!: Why men stop believing in love (via lastdancelove)
Oh love, why do you have to be this cruel?
fuckyeahhlove:
A raging thunderstorm in the wee hours of the morning. Me with your shirt on, and the lingering yet ephemeral scent of your cologne; the very last of you before being brutally packaged and sent to me 10,000 miles and 10 days away.
I am very much afraid to write so desolately.
I am terrified of this vulnerability that I have kept for you. I am terrified of my irrational fears...
It's so distracting, always thinking of you.
(via fuckyeahconor)
“We’re like the places you just never see. You read about them, you know you’d...”
– The Elected (via sleepanddream) (via lovebot)
It's about time i stop giving a fuck.
asleepontrampolines:
(via braaandon)
i agree.
“What does that even mean, love? Do you know? Do you? Anybody? If somebody gave...”
– 500 days of summer (via margot-tenenbaum) (via suicideunderground)
