February 2012
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I can feel myself spiraling back down into the pit of sadness that I’ve worked so hard to climb my way out of. I can see and feel it all happening to me and the absolute worst thing is that there’s nothing I can do to stop it. It’s consuming me with every second and I can’t escape it.
“Please, I want so badly for the good things to happen.”
– Sylvia Plath (via rosettes)
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Nostalgia is denial - denial of the painful present… the name for this denial is golden age thinking - the erroneous notion that a different time period is better than the one ones living in - its a flaw in the romantic imagination of those people who find it difficult to cope with the present.
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I want to be called “exceptionally lovely”.
Anonymous asked: was your last post about your last ex? it's heart breaking :(
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Knowing that no matter how much I miss you, we cannot ever be together, breaks my heart. I long for you and I know that because we both are very well aware nothing would ever work again, the feeling is unrequited. I feel so alone.
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I am someone who is looking for love. Real love....
I will dream, I will pray, you’ll be mine again.
Could your heart ever be mine? Your arms hold me so close to you all through the night Your eyes gaze into mine Sayin’ I should believe you, I always do, I don’t know why Cause you taught me a lesson the hard way one time Told me you loved me but then changed your mind I never told no one how I hurt down inside until now Sleep on
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I’m happiest when I’m being myself, and I’m myself...
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Every day I will wait, till you’re mine again I will die every day, till you’re mine again There’s no words to explain, no beginning and no end I will dream, I will pray, you’ll be mine again
The same old fears: Dear Emma, →
pattwilbur:
Dear Emma,
Those two words, “Dear Emma” take me away to another time, when we used to write to each other after my mom and dad died. I used to tell you about my new friends, and my new life, and you used to tell me about the grand time my mom and dad were having in heaven. Truth is nothing….
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And I got the point that I should leave you alone,...
And I miss the lips that made me fly.
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