When I have to do I literally anything
A COFFEE A DAY KEEPS THE DOCTOR AWAY
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If you bought yourself flowers & little gifts, you wouldn't accept someone who doesn't
If you complimented & talked good about yourself, you wouldn't accept someone who doesn't
If you cared about your well being & love languages, you wouldn't accept someone who doesn't
If you took yourself on dates, you wouldn't accept someone who doesn't
If you cared about your feelings, you wouldn't accept someone who doesn't communicate
If you loved, respected & accepted yourself, you wouldn't accept someone who doesn't
It starts with you!!!!!!!
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If you ever sabotage yourself by thinking „what would they think about me“ look at this picture of the Hubble telescope.
We‘re a small dot in an insanely huge gigantic ever-expanding universe. I promise you, what some Susan thinks about you or your life decisions is not that deep.
- Alessia [persephonesmind-YT/persephonesblood-IG]
𝙇𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨 💔
The fact that fictional characters are actually fictional… hurts.
The fact that a guy like them doesn't exist… hurts.
The fact that someone so perfect was born only from ink and imagination… hurts.
The fact that I memorized the way he smiles, even when he never really did… hurts.
The fact that he made me feel seen, when he was never even real… hurts.
The fact that I fell asleep with his name in my mind, knowing he doesn’t exist in this world… hurts.
The fact that no heartbeat will ever echo like the ones I heard in those pages… hurts.
The fact that the safest place I’ve ever known is between two lines of fiction… hurts.
The fact that magic exists—but only in books… hurts.
The fact that I believed in a love written for someone else, hoping it’d find me too… hurts.
The fact that I ache for someone I’ll never meet, in a world I’ll never touch… hurts.
The fact that the only place I was ever truly loved was in a story… hurts.
The fact that I keep falling for shadows made of words and stardust… hurts.
The fact that no one in reality will ever match the way he made my soul glow… hurts.
The fact that I keep waiting for a door to open into that universe… hurts.
The fact that I loved him like he was real… and he never will be…
Hurts.
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~𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘢 𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦.
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There's a sort of goodbye that comes with 17.
All questions of 'who do you want to be when you grow up' turn to 'who are you becoming now?' 17 is young, 17 is old. It's everything you wanted. It's everything you despised. It's messy and ruthless and full of grief at times. And 17 is scary as hell because now you know that you finally have to say goodbye to childhood.
-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned (source)