That person…
(Source: forever-ever-young-baby)
The Break-up Blog
Dumped or the dumper? Planning on it or trying to get through it? I've been there on both counts many times. I'm here to say what I've learned and what I think helps. I hope it helps you or at least whiles away some time in which you think about yourself and not the UN-significant other. Happy Break-up!
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March272012
2PM
“When two people in love break up, they can’t be friends, as they have hurt each other, they can’t be enemies as once they loved each other, the only thing they can be, are the most familiar strangers.”
Unknown (via hillaryzee)
(Source: hillzhu)
1PM
The positive….
Whenever my heart aches, I remind myself to be grateful that I am now living my life, not yours.
(via lifeastoldbylauren)
February192012
Truth?
“Truth is a bully we all pretend to like”
Shantaram, Gregory David Roberts
I’ve spoken about truth before, but this struck a chord with me. The truth can set you free but it can also maim and hurt. Truth should be used wisely. Don’t use home truths in an argument that you can never take back. Truth is there to treat someone with respect.
11AM
Pause-up?
a “pause up” instead of “break up”A pause up™: it’s the alternative for a break up wherein two people who know that they love only each other aren’t in an official commited relationship but are on hold for one another.
*I found this written down in my notebook I can’t remember where I saw it…
February12012
Sometimes you have to laugh.
(Source: ganjacarsandwomen)
8AM
Blown away by how beautiful this description is….
You never know that the last time
Is going to be the last time.
Instead it sneaks up on you, masquerading as any other time
Hiding behind consistency and comfort
Toying with boredom and repetition.
Our last time,
Full of regrets,
Was the kind of moment love shouldn’t stand for.
A last time, full of moans with double meanings, should spark fireworks,
As tears mingle with sweat mingle with pieces of broken hearts.
Instead, our fires flew later, when I realized I’d been cheated out of that last fleeting sip
Of a love that fit like favorite jeans.(Your breath lingers in the air, tugging at the sheets. Cold crowds the space where I like to fold my arms.)
If there had to be a last time — and with no forever there is always a last time —
I wish this was not our last time.
We should have gone out with a bang.
January302012
What we do...all the time....
You sit and wonder, torturing yourself. Stalk google, twitter, and facebook. You want to know what they’re doing, how they are. Too cowardly to ask them directly for fear of silence, you look for little snippets of their reality. You wonder how they can “miss you” yet never reach out. You ponder…
7AM
I’m not that girl….
Sometimes it’s harder caring about someone when you haven’t even dated properly yet….there’s those moments…
“Hands touch, eyes meet,
Sudden silence, Sudden heat,
Hearts leap in a giddy whirl……
He could be that boy…
I’m not that girl”
:(
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