"You love so hard."


What my friend told me as to why my heart just can’t shut off to people once I love them. It hurts. A lot.

"You love so hard."

She also said, “Don’t ask God to turn off something in you that is actually a representation of Him.” 

Wise words. 

Reblogging again because there is no other reminder I need more for the rest of my life. 

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People always say that it hurts at night
and apparently screaming into your pillow at 3am
is the romantic equivalent of being heartbroken.
But sometimes
it’s 9am on a tuesday morning
and you’re standing at the kitchen bench waiting for the toast to pop up

And the smell of dusty sunlight and earl gray tea makes you miss him so much
you don’t know what to do with your hands.

Rosie Scanlan, “On Missing Them”  (via synthetic-synaesthesia)

(via synthetic-synaesthesia-deactiva)

It’s been a while. I miss you.

I’m forgetting your voice and I’m going nuts trying to remember you just saying my name.

Remember that time you woke me up and made me tea? I wish we were fighting over the comics in the paper again.

I still have trouble with math. You made it all make sense.

It’s midnight and I’m thinking of your lips against mine while you’re probably fucking her.

I don’t like going to the places you took me anymore. They remind me of you.

You still have my movies but you can keep them.

I saw you today. You looked so happy and I’m glad that she does that for you.

texts I never sent to you (via synthetic-synaesthesia)

(via synthetic-synaesthesia-deactiva)