I wanted to tell you that I was anxious about allowing myself to get close to anyone else, because I only know how to be close to you, and I know how it feels to watch someone you care about come and go from your life.
I wanted to tell you that two weeks before you came home, I went to the park by myself one night and sat in the grass and cried out to the universe, because I should have been happy or excited, but instead I was confused.
i’ll always love you ‘cause we grew up together and you helped make me who i am. i just wanted you to know there will be a piece of you in me always, and i’m grateful for that. whatever someone you become, and wherever you are in the world, i’m sending you love. you’re my friend to the end.
— her (2013)
(Source: bonhivers, via aheavyheart-tocarry)
I don’t want to look back in five years time and think, ‘We could have been magnificent, but I was afraid.’ In 5 years I want to tell of how fear tried to cheat me out of the best thing in life, and I didn’t let it.
"Because sometimes people say things and they mess you up so bad that you feel like your entire body’s actually been hurt, that you’ve been ran over by a tank or put in a wind tunnel and then brutally spat out again. And it hurts more than anything else you’ve ever experienced, because you gave them the power to do that to you."
listening to a painfully melancholy song thinking about how a year ago from right now I was curled up bawling my eyes out and relating to every lyric,
thinking about how empty I felt and how I was so sure I would never stop feeling so low,
and how happy I am today, how incredibly different my…