"When someone you love dies, and you’re not expecting it, you don’t lose her all at once; you lose her in pieces over a long time—the way the mail stops coming, and her scent fades from the pillows and even from the clothes in her closet and drawers. Gradually, you accumulate the parts of her that are gone. Just when the day comes—when there’s a particular missing part that overwhelms you with the feeling that she’s gone, forever —there comes another day, and another specifically missing part."
John Irving, A Prayer for Owen Meany (via uglypnis)

(via uglypnis)

bleu-eyed:

I can’t remember anything without you
Eternal Sunshine of The Spotless Mind (2004)

vintage-kisses:

Sometimes I really don’t feel like existing like not in a suicidal way but I just wish there was a way of pausing life so that I could sleep for a few weeks and figure some stuff out and then not have to feel guilty for missing loads of stuff because really no time had passed at all

(via gxess)

"I’ve found that growing up means being honest. About what I want. What I need. What I feel. Who I am."
Epiphany.  (via krook)

(Source: 1missedcallfrommom, via kalifornyah)

"

you can hold my hand but please
don’t get mad when my fingers
crumble between yours and leave
dust under your nails that you
can’t get out no matter how many
times you wash your hands

and you can kiss me and I’ll lean
into you and close my eyes and
tangle my tongue with yours but
try not to stop when things get
salty and you start tasting tears
dripping into your open mouth

and if you’re going to tell me
you love me, don’t walk out
when I start rambling on about
some story of the time I was
16 and broke my wrist on metal
that was supposed to feel like
love but really just felt cold and
kissed like hospital bills in
response to you

sleep next to me and wake me
when I start screaming. Please
don’t let your headache and
sleep drenched eyes seep into
your smile when you say my
name

"
I guess this is what they meant when they said “hard to love” (via extrasad)

(via ultrapoetic)

"Honestly, fuck you. Fuck this. Fuck everything."
"Your voice.. It just feels like home. I miss it. I miss all of you so much."
I’m sorry - hoetion (via perfect)

(via shittyteenblog)

kobetyrant:

me when I got money: ha! broke ass bitch how the dollar menu taste? I wouldn’t know because it’s Big Macs only around here hoe!!!!

me when I’m broke: capitalism is inhumane and must be put to an end.

(via meloncrawly)