you stabbed me a hundred times and then you acted like you were the one who was bleeding and the worst part was that everyone was helping you while i was bleeding to death
I have only two emotions,
careful fear and dead devotion.
I can’t get the balance right
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She was a compulsive pessimist, always looking for the soft brown spot in the fruit, pressing so hard she created it.
Amy Waldman, The Submission (via r-enatus)
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I am no longer in love with her, that’s certain, but maybe I love her. Love is so short, forgetting is so long.
Pablo Neruda, Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair (via observando)