Take Me To A Place Where My Heart Doesnt Hurt So Much.

Take me to a place where my heart doesn’t hurt so much.

(via melindacarolinee)

Blackout

One shot

One hit

Alcohol burning my throat

Marijuana filling my lungs

My problems are fading away

Marijuana smoke fills the air

The buzz in my head grows stronger

My body and mind slowly loosen up

Two more shots

One more hit

My head is now spinning

All worries and cares

Are thrown to the wind

Drunk dialing

And

Drunken words are being spilled

Two more shots

Two more hits

Everything goes black

I don’t know what I’m doing

I feel so numb

Slipping in and out of reality

I feel no more pain

I feel empty

I am a hollow shell

Drift

Drifting

That’s what we are doing.

Drifting apart.

It hurts me knowing that.

Our long conversations

Are slowly getting shorter and shorter.

Now they’re one-word responses.

Or no response at all.

I never thought this would happen.

I held on.

I thought you said there was hope for us.

But now you’re letting go.

My heart hurts

Knowing that you’re moving on.

That I must not cross your mind like it used to.

My mind is racing.

Was it something?

Was it something I did?

Is it my fault?

Why did we have to drift apart?

I go to bed Every. Single. Fucking. Night. wondering why having me wasn’t enough for you.

(via no-understxnding)

when fanfic writers say “this is the filthiest thing I’ve ever written”

“He still asks about you, you know.” She gets a pang of longing and hurt in her chest. “I know.” She whispers “Do you ever think about getting in contact again?” She’s silent for a moment. “I would love nothing more than to run to him.” She says, smiling, thinking back to him. “But so much happened. So much hurt. I was broken after it ended. I can’t risk having to say goodbye again, it destroyed me for a long time. So would I want to? I would love nothing more. Will I? No.”

(via melindacarolinee)