Any advice for someone who got over an ex but got a message from the ex which caused the old feelings to return? I don't want to get hurt again :(
Look at it objectively. You just said “I don’t want to get hurt again”, did they hurt you on purpose? If they did I’d suggest cutting them off completely, your life will be better without someone who tries to bring you down so they can feel powerful. If they became a “different person” after your relationship, those are their true colors.
If they didn’t do it on purpose, and it was just pain from a breakup I think you’re the only one that can decide that, you know what it was like to be with them. But you need to be able to objectively say to yourself that it will be mutually beneficial to the both of you, and it won’t be either of you trying to relive a fantasy relationship. If you get back with them don’t pickup where you left off, start over. Talk to eachother about everything, retell all the stories from your childhood, tell them about the new book your reading, tell them the new food you tried. Make it something new, make it something special.
What if the air we breath is really a drug that makes us see a dazed version of the world but when people take real ” drugs ” and trip they see the real world and that’s why they’re illegal
I HATE YOU FOR MAKING ME QUESTION REALITY
I remember days when sadness was my morning coffee and your leaving was the drug I held onto and all I had was myself.
Now my days are warm and buzzing and I am running heart-first into the ocean and god, it is so good to wake up.
I remember 4pm’s when the sky was black and white, and I’d close my eyes to the grey space you left on my bed, aching and lonely beside me.
Now my dusks are a blast of frigid air and I am left breathless as I break free from the shadow of your existence and my self-pity will never be anymore and god, it is so good to fall asleep.
I remember nights when we shared silence across the kitchen table, tense and hasty as we avoid exchanging names we once promised never to call the other.
Now my dinner means enjoying wine with a good book, as I wash the taste of loving you with laughter on my tongue.
I remember you coming home at 5am’s and seeing your shoes in our hallway stained from the mud of all the places you went to without me, my fingers greedily calling out to you, even though you weren’t really there.
Now I usually stay outside with friends for some time, nervous the boy with the blond hair will see those ugly green bedsheets if I take him home, and baby I still fucking love you but I no longer miss you.
I remember every little thing and this is both good news and bad news because it is proof that I am human and it is proof that I fuck up and once I thought you were someone I couldn’t live without but now you’re gone and god, it is so damn good to be alive.
She Said, She Said: Chapter I || Sade Andria Zabala & Genefe Navilon
She Said, She Said is an on-going writing collaboration between me and my best friend, Genefe (letters-to-the-sea). She will be writing one part, I will be writing the other. Her piece will focus on fragility, mine on strength.
Please click on the Part 1 link to read her version in order to fully appreciate this piece.(via surfandwrite)
u take a lot of selfies. do u think ur pretty or smoething? ur not
hi there, anon. i didn’t realize i took a lot of selfies. thanks for the info. so, your question was whether i think i’m pretty. you already answered that no, i am not.
and i have to agree, anon. i don’t think i’m pretty bc i’m not.
i always have a double chin.
i constantly look like i haven’t slept in a week bc of my dark circles
and, i always look sunburnt. idfk why
i have this white line across my nose that makeup can’t cover up
i have tons of wrinkles on my forehead. like what the hell? i’m 25
also, it’s the size of fucking texas
i still don’t know how to smile in pictures bc i hate my fucking teeth
my feet are flat. my hips are huge. my boobs are weird. i am covered in stretch marks. my voice is grating. my ears stick out two miles from my head. i am always fucking sweating and i’ve been asked if i was pregnant more times than i can count.
so, you’re right. i’m not pretty. i can’t stand the way i look.
which is why it’s so fucking important that i post “a lot” of selfies. bc, anon, you’d better fucking believe that if i look in the mirror that day and don’t cringe, i’m gonna take a fucking picture to save that tiny little second. and GOD FORBID i show the world that i posses a little self love every once in a fucking while.
TO ANYONE READING THIS: DON’T EVER LET SOMEONE MAKE YOU FEEL ASHAMED FOR LIKING THE WAY YOU LOOK—EVEN IF IT’S JUST FOR A SECOND. IF YOU LOOK NICE, YOU TAKE THAT FUCKING SELFIE AND YOU SHOW IT TO THE GOD DAMN WORLD BC THEY DESERVE TO SEE THE GOD/GODDESS YOU ARE!
that beard finally coming in? go ahead, bro. take a selfie.
you finally got that piercing you’ve been wanting? not really my style, but you’re fucking rocking it. take a selfie.
your boobs look awesome in that shirt? take a selfie.
you finally lose or gain that weight you’ve been working on? take a selfie.
your eyeliner look awesome? your new sunglasses make you look like a celebrity avoiding the paparazzi? you killing that tux? you feel a tiny, rare level of self love? you always on a high level of self love? you just like your face?
TAKE A MOTHAFUCKING SELFIE!
thanks for the question, anon. this one’s for you.
Thanks guys, I needed this talk
lianarainbow50, here’s to you.
I was definitely NOT expecting the last one oh my G O D
Things I need to remember .
dredth this is literally 100% us
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