February 2012
12 posts
52hearts:
The saddest part about getting your heart broken isn’t getting your heart broken — it’s choosing to stay that way, still wounded, how even after picking the pieces, you end up rearranging them a different way, without a single trace of space for anyone to ever get in or for you to let anything out again. But you don’t realize this, it’s hard for you to realize this because you think...
A dancer who relies upon the doubtful comforts of human love can never be a...
– Boris Lermontov (Anton Walbrook). The Red Shoes. (via alltherestispropaganda)
52hearts:
Sometimes in the end you have to put yourself first and know what you deserve over what you are willing to put up with when it comes to the person you love.
Because when you are willing to put up with everything, then you end up not getting what you deserve and may not even realize it until it’s too late, it’s been too long, or too much heartache.
It can be a very fine line, but one...
You see, I usually find myself among strangers because I drift here and there...
– The Great Gatsby; F. Scott Fitzgerald (via 52hearts)
Ultimatum
I gave myself two choices; I either send a text to give myself closure or I just ignore, which is basically what I do best, I ignore. I battled with myself, wondering what is best for me. But what is best for me might not be what I want. And I really need/want some answers. In the midst of this pointless confusion, I received a call. Well, I guess the decision is made for me. I am once again,...
It made me wonder how many times we forgive just because we don’t want to lose...
– (via eletheowl)
And even though we know we shouldn’t love certain people, we do and always will....
– (via eletheowl)
Retreat
For the past 1.5 months, I’ve been convincing myself that 2012 will be a good year for me despite all that has been happening. Good things fall apart so better things fall into place, ay? Or when it’s dark enough you get to see the stars? I can pretend to be optimistic all I want but the past weekend alone was the worst weekend I have ever encountered. I am so so tired. I was never...
Live through this and you won't look back
And I'll be Dancing with Myself
Everyone is attached. Literally, every single person. It’s unbelievable. It’s like when you’re single, God decides to play an absolutely cruel joke on you. Everyone you see is holding the hand of someone else, laughing talking staring into each others’ eyes, looking crazy and goofy but who cares when you’ve each other? I do. You guys look ridiculous, quit it. Hahahaha...
January 2012
63 posts
pica
dictionaryofobscuresorrows:
n. the smallest measurable unit of human connection, typically exchanged between passing strangers—a flirtatious glance, a sympathetic nod, a shared laugh about some odd coincidence—moments that are fleeting and random but still contain powerful emotional nutrients that can alleviate the symptoms of feeling alone.
I know it hurts right now, sweetheart, but that’s how you know it was a...
– Modern Family (via eletheowl)
Sometimes things become possible if we want them bad enough.
– T.S. Eliot (via julie911)
548. In my mind I am eloquent; I can climb...
Let 2012 Unfold
I guess when 2012 came, I did a lot of thinking. There’s so much life has to offer, you know? And I was cooped up at home feeling miserable that..the guy I thought I wanted to be with didn’t want to be with me whilst he was having the time of his life in Bolivia? That I didn’t think that Sydney is the right place for me to be at? That I felt ginormous and fat? Well the list...
Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close
Anna: I was walking to see you.
Thomas: I've come to your house each of the last six days. For some reason I needed to see you again.
Anna: That explains it.
Thomas: It?
Anna: That explains why, each of the last six days, you weren't at your house.
This Is How They Do It
So here’s the thing. You get on the cab with your closest friends and leave the randoms out. Albeit there’s only one or two randoms. You don’t give them clear instructions and leave them to fend for their own while they wonder what’s going on. They start calling pretty much everyone because you were stupid enough to give your numbers in the first place. And when they start...
It feels too weird. Like a whole Franz episode just happened before my eyes. To be honest, it shouldn’t mean anything to me. But it did. It does. So I’ll wake up and pretend everything is okay but I won’t be.
The Game
Okay so here’s the thing, my sister thinks that I treat all these like a game. I really don’t think so. I mean, the human heart is not a game to me. But it reminds me, Franz probably thinks I treat everything like a game too. Joy, can you imagine how many others who’d think the same? And truth is, I’m not trying to be elusive. I just don’t like to spell things out so...
I’ve never forgotten him. Dare I say I miss him? I do. I miss him. I still see...
– Piscine Molitor Patel, Life of Pi, Yann Martel (via nubivagantmusings)
I think it’s brave to try to be happy. You’ve gotten so comfortable being...
– Pushing Daisies (via eletheowl)
You let me go, and I did the same. But when I...
You are such a motherfucking liar, Franz Corbett. I swear to god I hope you see this. While I thought everything was my fault? You were out with girls having fun. You never ever practice what you preach. Seriously. You disgust me so much you have no idea.
Sometimes, people just don’t care about things or you as much as you do. You...
– (via pehthestar)
No one knows me or loves me completely. I have only myself.
– Simone de Beauvoir (via imfantasyparade)
Trolley
I was walking down the aisle of the supermarket, pushing the empty trolley. I suppose it was just sad. Slightly more than a month ago, that was us. Remember? You were pushing the trolley and I was choosing the groceries and ice-cream and chocolates. And all I can remember was me asking, Hey you wanna hold my hand? And you looked at me with an incredulous look on your face and said, hehe...
Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they seem...
– Ray Bradbury (via eletheowl)
It’s all very strange. Sometimes I love you so hard that I want to throw up. Sometimes I love you so hard that it feels wonderful, tingles all over my body, happiness shot straight through each organ, and that’s me loving you even though you’re not here anymore. Imagine that. Imagine the joy I feel loving you now, when it doesn’t matter, when you aren’t around to feel it from me, and imagine how...
He came up and kissed me on my forehead, and before he stepped away, I closed my...
– Jenny Han, We’ll Always Have Summer (via katelizabeth)
The greater your capacity to love, the greater your capacity to feel the pain.
– Jennifer Aniston (via julie911)
If you can’t let go, you can’t put your heart back in your chest.
– I Wrote This For You: The View From The Hospital (via kari-shma)