Honestly, You're Quite Dashing.

Some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word.

It’s a funny thing when someone doesn’t want you anymore. You spend your time in the rewind trying to find the moment when it all changed. Spiraling down the black hole in which you now live. Dead and buried with all the words you’ll never hear again.

Above all, be true to yourself, and if you cannot put your heart in it, take yourself out of it.

I don’t want to fall in love anymore, I feel like I’m constantly repeating myself; telling people my favourite songs, showing them my favourite movies and TV shows, my favourite colour, places I like to visit, just everything. And I’m tired of repeating myself, I don’t have the energy anymore. I want someone who already knows that a particular song is my favourite because it makes me cry happy tears, I want someone who knows that this movie is my favourite, because one of my earliest memories was watching it as a kid, when we were still a family. I don’t want to give people parts of me only for them to become a stranger again, It’s not fair. I’m tired