missinyouiskillingme:

missinyouiskillingme:

I’ve to learn this

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missinyouiskillingme:

missinyouiskillingme:

I’ve to learn this

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ne0nic0ns:

Kim Kardashian looks super hot!

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mysterieuxclairdelune:

I am jealous of those who think more deeply, who write better, who draw better, who look better, who live better, who love better than I.

-Sylvia Plath

The answer is not comparison. We are in our own personal journey. We should look within rather than outside. Look how far you have come! If you aren’t happy where you are right now, then you owe it to yourself to keep on walking. Step by step you will arrive to the dreamed destination. You are in control, never forget that.

i shouldnt. i know. but i cant always help it. i think a part of missing you, comes missing home. theres a certain comfort in thinking about how my life used to be. simple. whole life ahead of me. it just so happens some of the best times of my life were during a really sucky relationship. i cant have the good without the bad. in the words of Rhianna “sometimes you wish you could have all that bad stuff back, so that you could have the good”.

so thank you. for the bad, and the good. giving me something to miss. giving me something to feel. ill feel it for the rest of my life. 

I miss who we used to be.

I thought of you at the altar. there i was, about to marry my husband. and i thought of you. i thought of how once upon a time this was our fairytale. how we had it all planned out - and how someone else had filled the role you were originally cast for. when we broke up, i was told i would do this. i was told no matter where life took me, i would always think of you.

it had been almost 5 years since we were together. and every now and again i think of how things used to be. someone will say something you would have said, or a way you would have said it and all those memories get pushed up front. 

im still blocked on your twitter, instagram, and facebook. i wish i wasnt. i wish i could see what you are up to, even with her. but then i think maybe it wasnt to keep me out, but to keep me in. in my bubble. out of your sight.

sometimes i cant help but think of what we could have been, how things would have turned out. it was a risk to lose you, but a bigger one to keep you. it was your birthday yesterday. i didnt even remember until it was almost over. i never thought the day would come that i wouldnt realize it. 

so now we watch each other through mutual friends. we slip quietly out the back door of our minds, never to speak again. funny, because despite all of that

I thought of you at the altar