People have been asking how you are and where you’ve been, but all I tell them is that you broke my heart and walked away like nothing happened. I mean, yeah it really fucking sucked for me the first week, and the next, and the one after that. But it’s whatever now. I’m used to the fact that you’re gone. I’m just indifferent now. I don’t have too many overwhelming feelings anymore, just bits and pieces of old memories that make me wince every now and then because it cuts like glass. I try to remind myself that new ones replace the old ones. (Memories, I mean). It’s almost depressing to think that at one point, we thought that we were inseparable and that nothing could tear us apart. You even said it yourself. Isn’t it funny how the person who claimed us to be inseparable was the same person who tore us apart? Yes, you. The one who made me feel like I’ve never felt before. The one that I loved more than anything. But also the one who left me with nothing. Not even closure, not even the truth. I think that’s what I really need, but if I hear your voice or see your name light up on my phone screen, I might spontaneously combust. I’m doing fine, really. I think I’m getting better without you. I don’t need a good morning text to get through the day anymore, or the sweet lies you used to tell me. (Back then I thought it was the truth. I know better now.) Sometimes I think maybe we’re not for each other because I was taught that love never gives up. You gave up on me. All the things, thoughts, and emotions I invested on you. You gave that all up. I wanted to be everything you needed but I just wasn’t enough. You replaced me but I’m erasing you and I’m happy. I was taught that love never gives up, but now I’m giving up on you like you gave up on me. I guess it means I don’t love you anymore.
People have been asking how you are and where you’ve been, but all I tell them is that you broke my heart and walked away like nothing happened. I mean, yeah it really fucking sucked for me the first week, and the next, and the one after that. But it’s whatever now. I’m used to the fact that you’re gone. I’m just indifferent now. I don’t have too many overwhelming feelings anymore, just bits and pieces of old memories that make me wince every now and then because it cuts like glass. I try to remind myself that new ones replace the old ones. (Memories, I mean). It’s almost depressing to think that at one point, we thought that we were inseparable and that nothing could tear us apart. You even said it yourself. Isn’t it funny how the person who claimed us to be inseparable was the same person who tore us apart? Yes, you. The one who made me feel like I’ve never felt before. The one that I loved more than anything. But also the one who left me with nothing. Not even closure, not even the truth. I think that’s what I really need, but if I hear your voice or see your name light up on my phone screen, I might spontaneously combust. I’m doing fine, really. I think I’m getting better without you. I don’t need a good morning text to get through the day anymore, or the sweet lies you used to tell me. (Back then I thought it was the truth. I know better now.) Sometimes I think maybe we’re not for each other because I was taught that love never gives up. You gave up on me. All the things, thoughts, and emotions I invested on you. You gave that all up. I wanted to be everything you needed but I just wasn’t enough. You replaced me but I’m erasing you and I’m happy. I was taught that love never gives up, but now I’m giving up on you like you gave up on me. I guess it means I don’t love you anymore.

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lyriciss:

Forever ‘bout this life.

lyriciss:

Forever ‘bout this life.

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Life is too short for shitty sex and bad relationships.

So go find someone who fucks you right and treats you how you deserve to be treated.

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anneisrestless:

All my muscles ache
from holding myself
together.

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langleav:

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New book Love & Misadventure by Lang Leav now back in stock on Amazon + The Book Depositoryfor FREE worldwide shipping.
Also in major bookstores including Barnes & Noble, Kinokuniya, Fully Booked, National Book Store, Books Actually, MPH, Periplus, Waterstones, Indigo/Chapters + more.  

langleav:

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New book Love & Misadventure by Lang Leav now back in stock on Amazon + The Book Depositoryfor FREE worldwide shipping.

Also in major bookstores including Barnes & Noble, Kinokuniya, Fully Booked, National Book Store, Books Actually, MPH, Periplus, Waterstones, Indigo/Chapters + more.  

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hip-hop-quest:

I hate almost every holiday because I work on all of them

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vodkacupcakes:

k-isstheboys:

thatgirlwithbigeyes:

singtomekthanks:

apparently girls don’t like wearing bras. who knew. 

Or pants.

We like to be naked

This is true

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alexkisu:

It ain’t true love until you kiss after oral

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