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1. 3 weeks into knowing each other, I distanced myself so far from you I might as well have moved across the country. I am so sorry.

2. Once you start falling in love, you can’t stop. You just keep falling and falling until you fall forever for that one person - or you fall and you break. I broke you, and I am so sorry.

3. There’s different types of fears. There’s hesitance and there’s suffocation with a scent of death. You were the latter. I am so sorry.

4. When you give into fear, you either cope with it or it kills you. When you killed parts of me, I killed all of you. I am so sorry.

5. Handing someone your heart is like handing them a gun and giving them permission to pull the trigger. I should have warned you; I love to flirt with tragedy. I am so sorry.

6. I’m more stubborn than a hurricane on acid. I taught winter how to be cold. I’m more inconsistent than cell phone reception in the middle of a forest. You dealt with my cruelest flaws but I couldn’t even deal with your habit of short fingernails and coffee breath. I’m so sorry.

7. You spilled your heart to me and I forgot to mention all I do is walk away from messes. I am so sorry.

8. You were in such a dark place, so I ran. I guess I was scared of seeing something so similar to me besides in my own reflection. Fuck dammit, I am so sorry.

9. I never cheated and I never lied or hit you or cursed at you or used your flaws against you, or anything like that but oh god, did I hurt you. I am so sorry.

10. I remember lots of “I’m sorry’s” and “I can’t do this anymore’s” and “I don’t want to hurt you’s” — but I don’t remember a single “goodbye”. I am so fucking sorry.

11. You were 11 when you lost your mother. Not to a coffin, but to burning vodka and poison-filled needles. I am so sorry. (I hope she is too.)

12. 11 months and 12 days later, I’m counting up to our year anniversary. Since I left, all I’ve been doing is drinking and smoking and fucking until I feel that distinct feeling of feeling absolutely nothing at all. Happy Anniversary, darling - I am so sorry.

13. I’m not sorry because of my countless mistakes. I am sorry because you loved me and I love you and I lost you. I am so sorry. I will always be sorry.

13 apologies // (everyone usually writes about someone who hurt them, so I thought I’d try something different)

(Source: xistant)

My friend once told me
she liked this guy because of his hands
And I found it absurd that anyone
would develop feelings over one feature,
and not care about the rest

It wasn’t until you used your hands
to cup the back of my neck the first time we kissed
and I could feel your firm grasp pull me closer,
and my insides exploded
and my head buzzed with bliss.

And the first night you slept over,
you fell asleep with your hand
laid over my stomach
and your fingers felt like a fire
that I didn’t mind burning my skin.

The first time we got drunk,
was the first time you played with my hair,
and my god I was hooked,
I’d drink forever if it meant you’d never stop.

And in public you’d hold my hand,
and rub your thumb in little circles
that left me wanting you more,
no matter what you would never let me go,
I was glued to you,
and I honestly didn’t mind

When we talked about breaking up,
you saw my lips quiver with fear,
and you brushed over my lips with your fingers
before pulling me into your lap
and you kissed me like never before.
With your hands on my hips
pulling me so close to you,
leaving no space in between us.
It was then I realized I never wanted you to go

Its now that,
I finally understand why hands
were the only feature that mattered

Hands: Carol Shlyakhova(strong-but-breakable)

thattwatdeziree:

1hey:

kaahaaay:

godsandrnonsters:

feedmetothez0mbies:

tbhcam:

1hey:

I was gonna write about you again.
but then I remembered you don’t care.
and I should be over this.
truthfully, I didn’t deal with it in the first place.
maybe that’s why it’s been pouring out of me lately.
the emotions and hurt, I mean.
they’re kind of drowning my fucking guts.
I want you to know I still think you’re as lovely as the sunsets I wanted to show you.
and the moon that I did.
I don’t know if you remember that but you said it was beautiful.
I remember thinking, I wish I could give it to you somehow.
because your eyes were so sad.
it would’ve been nice to see them in awe.
I looked at you in awe.
anyways, I want you to know I’m happy for you.
I’m pissed you’re not happy with me.
but that’s not really what people are supposed to say.
so I’ll just say I’m happy for you and leave it there.
I’d still give you the moon if I could.
I’d give you the whole fucking sky.
even if you wanted to share it with her instead.

damn

I’m seriously tearing up…

im literally cry rn bc its so relevant

Life

fuck. hadn’t read this in a while

😩😩😩

-imaginarythoughts-:

tatianamacintosh:

kingkongtits:

cocaineteas:

liquorsexandtattoos-hiv-edition:

b1tchpudding71:

He’s probably suffocating

U know he dead

This is probably really hot, you must feel you’re getting deep on that pussy while you fucking a thicc girl.

theonlystefers be like

That’s not a thick gurl that’s a big girl and I just want to honestly knoe if he is feeling any pleasure

Y’all ever see 1000 Ways to Die?

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