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I haven’t forgotten you
like I wanted to."
When he says
He doesn’t love you anymore,
Roll your shoulders back
And look him in the eye
Even when it feels like your ribs
Are breaking inward, like spider legs.
When he digs up old aches
That he swore he forgave you for,
Smile
And ask him why he didn’t leave you sooner.
Ignore the way the words feel like sandpaper
Running all the way up your throat to your mouth.
When he blames you
For mistakes that wear his face,
Do not scream.
Do not cry.
Tell him that there are boys
Who would be proud to say they’d loved you.
Tell him that in two years
You won’t even remember his name
And don’t let him see the way you can taste your own lie.
When he leaves
Ignore the howling in your blood
And do not get up after him.
Not even to lock the door.
Do not, do not
Do not.
Smell his shirts when you box them up
To give them back.
Not one.
Swear off dating when you realize
You’re chasing ghosts that wear his smile.
It’s okay to cry over him.
It’s even okay to forgive him.
But do not go back to him.
If he did not know how to love you the first time,
He won’t know how to do it the next."

How To Pretend It Doesn’t Hurt, by Ashe Vernon  (via 1811181)

Holy fucking shit

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this is so important

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True

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God damn…

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I’m not the girl your mother warns you about.
I won’t kiss your best friend or break your heart.
I won’t make you choose between what you love to do & me.
I’m not cold. I’m not reckless.

I’m the girl your father mentions when your mom’s not around.
I’m the girl that gets away.

I will love you more than anything.
I will kiss you when you cry.
I will stand by your side until you decide otherwise.

And you’re just like your father, so you will.

You’ll let me go & I won’t look back,
But you will.
I promise you, you will.

I’m that girl.

"
He took everything that meant anything"
I cared once. Fucked me up."
Sunday with 13,540 notes / reblog
missinyouiskillingme:

pinappleguns:

anxieusly:

fuck you

You fukn asshole

you don’t deserve me
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I wish you fucking missed me."
If it doesn’t
burn you,
why do it?
if it does not
fill you with
light, as the
sun does with
the moon,
why bother
opening your
heart at all?"
Sunday with 11,753 notes / reblog
You only missed my voice
when nobody else called you."
Y.Z, A ten word story on being a second choice - rustyvoices (via missinyouiskillingme)

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I’ve been in love with somebody. And that somebody didn’t love me. And it isn’t poetic, you don’t learn anything from it and it doesn’t make you stronger. It just hurts. It just fucking hurts. And it hurts for a long time. Because your first love wanted someone else and you weren’t good enough. Why don’t they end novels and teen love stories like that?"
Remember who loved you no matter how shitty you treated them."