Oh God My Heart. 😭

I want out

The pinnacle of giving everything up,

was not something that I thought I would ever reach.

The pain and frustration had exceeded its threshold that the thought of my efforts be put into waste

I no longer deemed regretful.

It was a mistake to have you know that the limit of my patience was non existent

For it gave you the sense of security that I would always take you back.

And so, it became an endless cycle.

Our happiness fluctuated ever so often.

Eventually it started to wear me out.

The fire within me started to fade.

So you began to ruin yourself again.

You made the rain and thunder of your storms much stronger

The noise you had inside your head became louder and intolerable

You cut yourself bleeding just because you know were going to lose me.

And by doing so, you know I would come back.

For I have always been drawn to those broken souls.

And I have always saved you from all the chaos you started

But love, I hope you know that each time you lose me,

I’m not the same person who comes back.

And time will come when all the love in me

would become nothing but pity.

Notes from the past

“It’s sad really, how I’ve been staring at this blank sheet of paper with a pen in hand but nothing to write about. I used to be able to write down anything, anything at all that comes into mind and it would turn out into this beautiful art in form of simple words. Yet now I can’t seem to find the will to do so. My mind’s too caught up in the thought of how everything just ended without a proper closure. No words, no explanation, you just decided that you didn’t want to have anything to do with me anymore and it fucking wrecks me that my mind is too consumed of you that it wouldn’t let in any other thoughts other than the words you said and the promises you made.

It could’ve been my fault, for always making you feel jealous in order to satisfy my own insecurities and make sure that you were truly afraid of losing me. Yet even though I have proven that you were, leading to the point that sometimes you’d get mad at me, I still kept at it. And maybe you got fed up and thought that I was the one who’s not faithful in this so called “relationship” and gave up, just when I was about to accept the fact that you were really telling the truth, that you really do love me. But I do hope you understand, that after being hurt so many times in my life, I’ve had trouble putting my trust in people. Nevertheless I’ve realized my mistakes now, and it breaks me to think that after all this time I’ve put you through so much shit until you couldn’t take it anymore. And maybe I’m already too late, that these efforts won’t change your mind and come back to me again. But on the other hand, maybe it was you who was at fault, by lying to me, when you said ‘I love you’ and all those things you said that made it seem like you mine and only mine.

Maybe you weren’t really mine in the first place and this was all just a game for you to entertain yourself. To fill the void in your heart and make you feel less lonely. That I was a mere substitute because you couldn’t go after the girl that you really love. Maybe that’s why I could sometimes see and feel as if it wasn’t me you were looking at, it wasn’t me you were holding, that you had someone else in mind.

Maybe I meant nothing to you.

I fucking hate saying maybe, what if, thinking if I had done this or that would it change anything. If we had just been honest with each other. If we had properly used our words and listened to each other rather than just blindly assuming things based on our biased intuition, to be honest if we really love each other… or not, everything would’ve been much better.”

-Letters to no one.

I love him. I shouldn’t, but I do. It’s not shaking hands or stuttering just with hello. It’s not short skirts or red lips. It’s jeans and a t-shirt with bare skin. Its finding him in a crowd and not wanting to change who I am. It’s wanting to know what he wanted to be as a kid and what his greatest fear is. It’s wanting to know his mistakes and looking past all the things “wrong” with him. It’s small smiles at my shoes and glances towards him. Its wanting him to be happy whether I am part of that happiness or not.

-c.t//excerpt from a book I won’t write (via iwontwrite)

don’t call someone gross for shipping a certain ship. call someone gross for putting ketchup on mac n cheese.

The Fisherman

My Dear, If I am the sea Then you are my fisherman. Selfishly taking all that you need And mindlessly destroying everything that makes me beautiful.

Only there whenever your mind and heart is in chaos. You would sit on my sand and stare listlessly onto my vastness. And sometimes I would wonder, what is it that you really see? Is it me you really see?

My cool wind would embrace and give you the warmth of another one's presence. My waves would sing melodies into your ear all the things I adore in you. I would provide you all the things I could give, Until none is left.

Once your tears have dried and your soul is mended, I would watch as your footsteps grow further and further away from me. Then I would pick up the broken pieces you left behind Wait til you decide to come back once more, Only just to leave me again.

Some days I would wish for you not to visit me again, And some days I would wish that despite your fear you would dare swim in my ocean and discover the deepest parts of me that I've kept hidden.

You know what lies are for

Fandom: Gravity Falls

Pairing: Dipper x Mabel

Rating: PG

Summary:  When they were both five years old, Mabel asked him to marry her.

Authors Note: Ugh why am I writing angsty twincest between twelve year old cartoon characters bluh slay me

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When How to Train Your Dragon 3 comes out and Hiccup and Toothless are separated, someone is probably going to make one of those “Don’t go where I can’t follow” gifsets and I will probably yell at them and proceed to cry.

She was a very Lonely Person, but not many people really knew that.

C.B - I’ll write a book one day (via sinful-cravings)

“Lost and Found”

I was art long before I met you,

But somewhere along the way I tripped and lost track of who I was.

And when you came I was already a lost broken soul trying to find It’s way back.

So I guess losing you wasn’t really much of a loss,

For when you left

That’s when I found myself again.

And like the night sticks to the mooooooon🎶🎸#austinandally #raura