"I Don't Want To Love You Anymore. I Left Because I Was Tired, Loving You Hurts And Stresses Me Out,

"Oh boy,

Your the mountain I can’t go around, cut through or climb."

My Hearts Thoughts

The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves.

William Shakespeare (via lifeofquotations)

DUDE...imagine this being said to John Green, I`d cry

You know that quote? The one that says you know its over when your more in love with the memories than with the person standing in front of you? That quote bugged me a lot when we were together. It was over quickly but I held on for you. It’s been months since I left because it hurt me too much, and yet, I continue to hold on

My Hearts Thoughts

Love is about holding each other up, I can't even stand on my own. Get away from me.

- My Hearts Thoughts

"I've loved you so much, too bad I still do. If I didn't, we'd be friends."

- My Hearts Thoughts

We could have been a year today, if you had done your part. Don’t tell me it was both of us. You didn’t make me feel loved. I loved you the way the ocean loves the sand, for it always returns to the sand, despite there being beauty far out where only the ocean can reach.

My Hearts Thoughts

She ran away from everything that hurt her, even herself.

Kristie Betts, writing prompt #65: write a ten-word-story (via wnq-writers)

“Dogs don’t know what they look like. Dogs don’t even know what size they are. No doubt it’s our fault, for breeding them into such weird shapes and sizes. My brother’s dachshund, standing tall at eight inches, would attack a Great Dane in the full conviction that she could tear it apart. When a little dog is assaulting its ankles the big dog often stands there looking confused — “Should I eat it? Will it eat me? I am bigger than it, aren’t I?” But then the Great Dane will come and try to sit in your lap and mash you flat, under the impression that it is a Peke-a-poo… Cats know exactly where they begin and end. When they walk slowly out the door that you are holding open for them, and pause, leaving their tail just an inch or two inside the door, they know it. They know you have to keep holding the door open. That is why their tail is there. It is a cat’s way of maintaining a relationship. Housecats know that they are small, and that it matters. When a cat meets a threatening dog and can’t make either a horizontal or a vertical escape, it’ll suddenly triple its size, inflating itself into a sort of weird fur blowfish, and it may work, because the dog gets confused again — “I thought that was a cat. Aren’t I bigger than cats? Will it eat me?” … A lot of us humans are like dogs: we really don’t know what size we are, how we’re shaped, what we look like. The most extreme example of this ignorance must be the people who design the seats on airplanes. At the other extreme, the people who have the most accurate, vivid sense of their own appearance may be dancers. What dancers look like is, after all, what they do.”

— Ursula Le Guin, in The Wave in the Mind (via fortooate)

Hope builds slowly..

"When does the hurt end?" I think as I see his blue hat, I remember feeling blessed with his memory when he gave it.

Now it's a reminder of all that I've lost, all that he lost and doesn't care about.

But one day I search for a hat to wear and see I have more than just that one,

There's memories attached to the bucket hat, the banana hat and the one from the place I used to work.

Today I choose banana hat and remember my sisters laugh when she saw it. We were just starting out in the world, but we were building it slowly.

I put it own and it reminds me I'm more than others fingerprints.

I am my own, and I will find many more happy sunrises with other people.

It happens slowly, but if you just keep going it ends, I promise.

Typewriter Series #810 by Aishwarya Nair