Algos

Tell me about the way

we are dots on paper.

Sometimes my eraser hovers close,

but there are too many lines drawn,

connecting.

I forget that you cannot erase pen.

You can only turn the page.

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472239364:: Occasional unrequited self-love

graceyeoh:

I like that I’m generally hard to read. But sometimes I feel really lonely when I cannot think of a single person I can speak to regarding irrational nostalgia for people I barely know, the random sadness that plagues me at 4pm, or the look in your eyes that makes me both overjoyed and breaks my heart all at once. You can wear your heart on your sleeve but you only have yourself to blame when it gets worn out. This is why the walls you build to protect yourself are the same ones that end up fencing you in.

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52hearts:

most people don’t realize this, but there is a very fine line between being sad and becoming bitter. while sadness can be beautiful, bitterness never is and although these feelings are both inevitable when reminiscing about a love lost, it is worse to let the latter take over you when you are done with the former. what i mean is, you can be sad for however long you need to be sad for, but please don’t be bitter forever.

1,993 notes "We’re all lonely for something we don’t know we’re lonely for. How else to explain the curious feeling that goes around feeling like missing somebody we’ve never even met?"
— David Foster Wallace (via skeletales)
(Source: larmoyante, via skeletales)

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I’m not as nice as I use to be.

lisafkntran:

I’ve stopped doing things for people who doesn’t deserve it, I’ve put my guards up and I’m more protective than I use to be. I’m done letting people get to me and taking advantage of me cause they know each time they walk away, I’ll still be waiting for them.

(via insanityrambles)

902 notes "You gradually get over the pain. It doesn’t go away, not for a long time, but it becomes easier to live with. One morning you wake up and he’s not the first thing on your mind. And then a few months down the line you realize you’ve made it through half the day without thinking of him. Sometimes it takes months, sometimes, years, but eventually you reach a point when you only think about them occasionally. You manage to do this because you don’t see them, you don’t hear about them, you try not to think about them. And then you bump into them walking down the street, or someone unexpected mentions their name… and the memories come flooding back."
— Jane Green (via runawaytrain)

313 notes "My feelings just changed. I had been waiting for you to realize you couldn’t go another day without me. I had played out every excuse you could of had for putting all that time between us. Missing you had become second nature to me. And somewhere in the last year, when I never got that phone call, and you never showed up at my window, and we never ran into each other, I just stopped feeling like I needed you so much."
— (via wordsandlyrics)
(via ofhipsandhearts)