I’ll get over it I just gotta be dramatic first
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I’ll get over it I just gotta be dramatic first

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“You don’t know heartbreak until you’re standing infront of the person you love more than anything, knowing it’s time to say goodbye.”
— Goodbye.
“Du var inte redo att dansa när jag var det, och vi alla är medvetna om att det krävs två för att dansa tango.”
— A
“Så jag kanske fortfarande är arg. Arg för att mitt hjärta fortfarande bränner till när jag hör ditt namn. Arg för att mina händer börjar darra vid tanken av dig hos henne. Arg för att jag inte kan sluta tänka på dig när du uppenbarligen inte tänker på mig alls.”
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“Släpper sällan in någon men jag släppte in dig. - 24 Mars, 19:22”
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“Radera våra bilder, för att bilder blir till minnen, för att minnen blir till sår, för att smärtan blir till år. -27 Mars, 21:21”
— Kärleksbrev
Egenskrivet.
“Why didn’t I learn to treat everything like it was the last time. My greatest regret was how much I believed in the future.”
— Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close
Jag såg honom men jag kände inget för honom. Äntligen.
“Och den värsta känslan är, när du ligger där ensam och det enda du vill i hela världen är att han ska höra av sig, men du vet att det inte kommer att hända”
— (via svenska-citat)

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Förlorade du honom? Det var väl ändå han som förlorade? Han förlorade en flicka som skulle gå över krossat glas för hans skull,som älskade varje liten millimeter av allt som var honom? Han förlorade en flicka som älskade honom trots att han gav henne 100 anledningar till att inte göra det,han förlorade en flicka som skulle givit hela sig till honom,till och med sitt hjärta. Han förlorade en hel människa, tusen handlingar,ord,oändlig kärlek och ett människo hjärta. Så älskling säg mig,vad förlorade du? En pojke som inte brydde sig,som inte såg vad du gjorde för hans skull. En pojke som gav upp och gav ingenting. Du förlorade falska ord,en lögn och en tom pojke. Du förlorade ingenting. Du vann.
“It’s nearly been a year and I can confidently say fuck you for hurting me. Fuck you for making me think I was nothing for nearly an entire year, I am so much better than you now.”
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“ I shared so much firsts with you I wasn’t prepared for our last ”
- didn’t we say forever?
” The thing that scares me the most is that I was willing to die for you. I was willing to die for a boy who didn’t even know how to love me. ”
- I’d kill myself if that would’ve made you love me

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You know what? I was sick. I was sick of being treated like shit. I was sick of coming back to you and forgiving you every goddamned time and you took advantage of it every single time. I was sick of you ignoring me and only talking to me when it suited you. I was sick of your lies, your bullshit, your secrets. I was sick of crying. I was sick of waking up with tears rolling down my cheeks because of the terrible nightmare I had about losing you (little did I know that I was losing you more and more everyday) And I was sick of going to sleep barley being able to breathe and having to gasp for air every five minutes, all because I was feeling unwanted as hell and you couldn’t care less. I was sick of being mad. I was sick of being mad at myself and putting all the blame on me. I was fucking sick of myself for putting myself through so much shit all because I loved you and put you before me.
I was sick of being sick.
- But I’m ok now.
“You were my first love, and you always will be, but I don’t collapse for you like I used too, and I never will.”
— moving on