I never wanted to hate you. And I wouldn’t have let it get as far as it did if I had known it’d end up like this. And I’m really sorry but at the same time, hurt. And I don’t know what to do either.
It’s okay to have no idea how you’re going to get through a heartbreak or a loss or a failure and to have to take it hour by hour. Not sure when you’re going to break down next or when you’ll finally be able to eat something without feeling nauseous. Not sure if you’ll ever be able to go back to how you were before and definitely not sure how. Because getting through one hour without thinking about it leads to getting through a night without crying about it which leads to days without letting it affect you at all. And before you know it, you’ll be you again, just a scarred yet wiser version.
What a tragedy it is to fall in love.
I have buried you in every place I’ve been.You keep ending up in my shaking hands.
- Bon Iver, A song for a lover of long time ago (via music-and-quotes)
“I hate this feeling of not knowing what to do in life.”— (via sensitizes)
i forgot how fucking weird november is theres no afternoon its just night after 2pm
do u ever look at someone and just pray to god you never have to lose them
