I cant promise myself that this year is going to be better for me. Because you never know what life is going to try to throw at you. Im used to the blows. But I can promise that I will push through like I always do. Besides, I am the only person I know who can have the best and worst year of their life in the same year. Ive had troubles. breakdowns. The absolute worst moments of my life...
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My sleep cycle.
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No, no intentes disculparte No juegues a insistir Las excusas ya existían antes de ti No, no me mires como antes No hables en plural La retórica es tu arma más letal Voy a pedirte que no vuelvas más Siento que me duelas todavía aquí Adentro Y que a tu edad sepas bien lo que es Romperle el corazón a alguien así No se puede vivir con tanto veneno, La esperanza que me dio tu amor No me...
The thing I hate the most about telling people to...
Can’t replace you with a million rings….
I’m not going to lie. I set myself up for it. I know I did. I liked the attention. I liked the invites. I liked the hugs. Most of all, I liked the sleeping next to you. The hugs. The attention. The kisses. But, You cant have the good without the bad. And there was bad. Trust. I didnt like, the brutal honesty. The hidden jealousy. The jerkish comments. Your friends. Your drinking. Your...
Knowing your own darkness is the best method for dealing with the darknesses of...– C. G. Jung (via allerleirauh)
When you stop arguing with someone and they say...
I could tell you’ve been crying all night drinkin all summer Prayin for your happiness Hope that you recover.
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Excuse me while
I had a dream about you I was throwing your things I was screaming at you. For fooling me. And then leaving me. I was throwing and breaking things and you were indifferent. It didn’t matter To you. I guess you act that way even in my dreams. And I guess I’m still hurt. I want to stop dreaming about you. Stop thinking about you. I need to let you go.