written for your hearts content

Being with someone who wants to learn about your past history, not to punish or hurt you, but to learn how you need to be loved

Thank god i have tumblr, at least i can talk to myself.

Im happy, hurting, and healing at the same time. dont ask me how

if you aren’t gonna kiss my forehead after I do something cute then what’s the point?

He always kisses my forehead goodbye

It’s not the break up that hurts most. It’s the post trauma that follows it. It is waking up and checking your phone for the message that isn’t there anymore. It’s like starting your life over and you have no idea where to begin.

I would’ve been fine if you told me you didn’t want me anymore. But instead, you watched me try to make our relationship work alone. You waited until I was putting everything I had into you for you to tell me you didn’t want us. But I guess it’s my fault for falling for it.