tragedy

i want to turn your promise ring into a necklace, so it rests against my skin—a secret only my heartbeat knows.

I don't want a movie to be "good" I want it to rewire my brain chemistry

you don’t choose who you fall in love with. you just wake up one day and realize it’s already happened.

hey everyone, please stay away from this blog @oncce-againn and report or block it. I’ve been noticing for months that this blog keeps stealing people’s personal writings and posting them as their own. They do nothing but shamelessly copy and repost others’ deeply personal work without permission.

my love language is wanting to talk to you every day

We were never meant for each other. But I'm glad that even for a sheer moment it felt like we were.

Heal your patterns not just your feelings

i know not all men are the same but most of my life i never really felt safe around them.

I'm grateful the disrespect at the end was so loud, because I loved you so much that I never would have opened my eyes if you hadn’t treated me like that.

trusting a man these days? still one of the hardest things for me.

Every time I'm trying to act heartless, a quiet voice inside me whispers: "this isn't who you are."