The problem I’m faced with is that I can see being in a relationship with a person, falling in love with me and falling in love with them; being happy with someone. But when roads get bumpy and rough, I can’t see them fighting for me. I can’t see them chasing after me. Because there’s better and prettier, so why, when roads get tough, would someone want to fight to stay with me when there’s less damaged goods out there.
“I want to forget everything you told me. I want to wash away how uncertain you made me. How scared I was of losing you. How I lost you anyway. I don’t want to know how your hands feel or what makes you smile. I don’t want to see you in photos, familiar like a dream I had once or a book I never finished. I don’t want to speak about you in snippets or think about how I behaved. Or know that I still think about it. Or know that you’re not just a lamp or a blade of grass, indistinguishable from the rest.”—Gaby Dunn (via rauchwolken)
Does anyone else find it crazy that you can be so fucking depressed and no one around you notices? Not your parents, your siblings, your friends, your teachers, your classmates, no one. Like you can literally be on the verge of tears, drowning, and everyone is totally oblivious.
“To dare to live alone is the rarest courage; since there are many who had rather meet their bitterest enemy in the field, than their own hearts in their closet.”— Charles Caleb Colton (via simplybellamia)