dreaming blind

2013, Life    Let Me Listen   

fitness, sensuality, cuteness

July 27, 2014 at 12:39pm
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Carol Seleme Daniel

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Carol Seleme Daniel

July 26, 2014 at 9:10am
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"We are friends with benefits. I want more. He does not but I can’t seem to bring myself to end it."

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"We are friends with benefits. I want more. He does not but I can’t seem to bring myself to end it."

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You never looked at me the way I look at you but somehow you still saw through me.

—  (40/365) by (KJ)

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The sun’s gone dim, and the moon’s gone black. For I loved him, and he didn’t love back.

— Dorothy Parker (via introspectivepoet)

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I keep having dreams about you. I don’t know whether to be sad or happy.

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I was never good with goodbyes.

— But with you it’s the worst. (Six word story.)

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Darling you don’t sound like you’re in love with him, you sound like you’re desperately trying to hold onto pieces of affection that are firing splinters into your heart.

When your eyes are red from a night’s crying but you smile when strangers ask if you feel okay, darling that is not love.

When he shouts at you and you scream back but your cries are never as loud as his words, saying your dreams are invalid and your thoughts insane, darling that is not love.

When he expects you to give up your life to make him happy, to commit yourself to something you never wanted, please stop telling yourself it is love.

This is not love.

Love is not a chore that you need to make excuses for, that you need to say “maybe he hits me, but I know it’s out of love” or “perhaps he calls me stupid, but he makes me feel beautiful”.

Stop making excuses. This is not love.

— Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #38 (via blossomfully)

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Maybe,” she said, “maybe it is just that I am tired of loving people who don’t love me back.

— Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #40 (via blossomfully)