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May 22nd
We used to fight for each other to survive…those are the days I will remember
We used to fight for each other to survive…those are the days I will remember
We used to fight for each other to survive…those are the days I will remember
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Whether it works out or not…
…in the end, things always get better <3
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If you have ever taken a razor blade to that beautiful body of yours, skipped one or more meals, cried yourself to sleep because you never thought you were good enough, attempted any sort of self harm, had thoughts of taking your own life, or actually tried it, HONESTLY reblog this.
(Source: lessthanperfect21, via izzy-the-invader)
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Feelings 007
I think I see it…
I see myself, missing her constantly, posting stuff for her, doing the things that I normally do when I am trying to make up for my stupidity and mistakes. I have made so many mistakes and she has suffered through all of them. I am a stupid person and I don’t TRY to make those mistakes, but with each mistake I learn from, a new one happens.
Being depressed was not a mistake, but my actions while being depressed were. I remember hearing the words from my mouth, “it’s him or me.” I said these words after I told both of them that I forgive them. I had not talked it out with anybody at the time and it was still pushing out and all I wanted to do was forgive.
I have forgiven for good finally, and the feeling of what happened has totally removed itself. That weight is no longer on my shoulders, but there is a new weight….missing her.
I try and I try to keep my distance because she asked for space, but she asked for space from me because I needed time to grow from what happened. I grew from it and the space is still there, but WHY is the space still there? Well, I’ll tell myself why it’s still there. Because I royally fucked up…The things I said (even though I could not control it), the “it’s him or me” line, was probably the most idiotic thing I could ever say.
Of course it’s me and she made damn clear of that the night it happened when she apologized. It has been me and it always will be me…why the hell would something even in my depression like that come out?! I see it as insulting to her, but I know she loves me and I don’t know how I managed to push myself to that limit.
Because of this fuck-up of mine, I will pay the ultimate price of guilt and distance. But wait, there’s more…I fucked up again after that! =(. The night she had trouble with her father, I managed to make the situation about me…why am I so stupid and why did I say these things? I will not take depression as an excuse for any of this.
She chooses to be with her friends and family over any boyfriend who showed disrespect for her love towards me. I screwed up by letting those words slip out of my mouth, and it DOES NOT matter it was said out of depression, it still came out of my mouth. I will suffer this pain of missing because I deserve it.
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May 5th
Just because every time I watch it…it reminds me more and more of how much I love her.
Just because every time I watch it…it reminds me more and more of how much I love her.
Just because every time I watch it…it reminds me more and more of how much I love her.
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May 3rd
Over a couple of cold days alone, I realized that it is only me who can pull it out for you. Now that I know how to open the box, I reach in and physically hand you my heart today, longing for you to run to me with open arms and fill it with life yet again.
Over a couple of cold days alone, I realized that it is only me who can pull it out for you. Now that I know how to open the box, I reach in and physically hand you my heart today, longing for you to run to me with open arms and fill it with life yet again.
Over a couple of cold days alone, I realized that it is only me who can pull it out for you. Now that I know how to open the box, I reach in and physically hand you my heart today, longing for you to run to me with open arms and fill it with life yet again.
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May 3rd
My dearest, I will never ever EVER let you go. As fragile as I am, my arms will protect you and comfort you till the end.
My dearest, I will never ever EVER let you go. As fragile as I am, my arms will protect you and comfort you till the end.
My dearest, I will never ever EVER let you go. As fragile as I am, my arms will protect you and comfort you till the end.
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May 3rd
When you are on your knees in need, I will fly the distance to be in your arms and lift you to your feet. It does not matter the cost, because our love is priceless.
When you are on your knees in need, I will fly the distance to be in your arms and lift you to your feet. It does not matter the cost, because our love is priceless.
When you are on your knees in need, I will fly the distance to be in your arms and lift you to your feet. It does not matter the cost, because our love is priceless.
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May 3rd
Long distance relationships are difficult, often bringing us grief and making us more fragile than a shard of glass. Stay true to the one you love, so far away, and they will always be right there in front of you.
Long distance relationships are difficult, often bringing us grief and making us more fragile than a shard of glass. Stay true to the one you love, so far away, and they will always be right there in front of you.
Long distance relationships are difficult, often bringing us grief and making us more fragile than a shard of glass. Stay true to the one you love, so far away, and they will always be right there in front of you.
