what it’s like to be an artist, writer, musician, ….
it’s so accurate it hurts
This hit me hard.
"We all have a someone we fucking don’t want to let go."
Meeting people on tumblr
- into the same shit as you
- kind and understanding
- good company
- easy to talk to
- LIVE IN THE MIDDLE OF FUCKING NOWHERE OR ON JUPITER
isn’t it weird that we pay money to see other human beings?
Are you talking about prostitution, the movies, or airplane tickets?
"People want closure for everything. When they are done with unwanted segments of their lives they want it shut off, boarded up and locked away like a spare room in a big old house but like this our hearts grow smaller and smaller with every memory forgotten and eventually, we are unable to feel much of anything at all. No. It’s important to let love air out, even linger, once lost. To allow yourself to feel, however badly it hurts, what you have loved until at last it stops or a new love comes along and makes its home in your heart."
"Don’t pity me. I’m not in
love with you because I
want to be. you are in my
veins like a disease. the
memory of you is corrosive,
acidic and I am bent day
and night on looking for a
cure just to rid myself of it."
"And she never did figure out which was worse: trying to forget the way his voice sounded down the phone in the early hours of the morning, or the feeling of her existence slowly being erased from his memory until he could swear he had never known her at all."
"You can drink too much
and forget the night before
but I’ve learned you
can never drink enough
to forget the people
you’ve loved and lost."
To forget you
Is going to take more than days passing by
You took much more from me than time
I am going to sing
And I am going to write
Until all the love I have for you
Is out of my mouth and out of my mind
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