I miss those times when nobody knew my heart but me. When I had yet to fall in love and that person did not know my secrets, insecurities, and vulnerabilities. Although thats what we always wish for and are always grateful when it happens…we realize along the way thats who we become the most vulnerable to. Such a bittersweet thing….
My fears seeping into my dreams, no relief whatsoever from this exhaustion. :/
Seems to be no good, don’t ponder….get the fuck away.
Battle inside my heart, war inside my head.
It’s been a long week and no I don’t feel like venting, crying, or throwing a tantrum. I feel unbelievably calm. I’m grateful for my sanity…I think I should hold on to that.
Life fucks you over a million times before it finally lets you breathe.
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I don’t want a perfect relationship, just an honest one.
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Get hurt enough and you become immune to it.
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There’s no need for your empty promises and cold heart. I get it. I understand that your a person without feelings or compassion. That you lack that warmth. I know now that your just a body and a brain, missing the beat in it’s heart. But I understand you know, there are many of you. I’ve seen it all before. But it’s okay my heart is used to the shivering next to yours. And you know maybe mine will catch frostbite, but that’s not my fault is it. But then again maybe it is.
