We Emotionally Manipulated Each Other Until We Thought It Was Love.

We emotionally manipulated each other until we thought it was love.

Warsan Shire, 34 Excuses For Why We Failed at Love (via thelovejournals)

What i wanted to tell you so badly

Thoughts of the day

And there was only one thing I wanted to tell him: How much I was in love with him and that I wanted to be with with him no matter what. But I couldn’t . Too many times he had hurt me, had not told me what was in his heart, had dismissed me and replaced me as if I was a toy sitting in a corner waiting to be in the center of attention again. My self respect told me how much I’d be devastated if he’d disappoint me again. Was there a point in trying again? It feels like I am splitted up. On the one hand there's my brain and it’s fears were protesting and on the other I couldn’t help but wonder how deeply my feelings have ran after I’d finally let them in. A decision had to be made. But I knew I couldn’t possibly answer or trusting in the fact the fog would disappear that lurred my brain. For now there was nothing to do but wait. Only this time I was waiting for myself to become clear, not him.

Soon we will be strangers. No, we can never be that. Hurting someone is an act of reluctant intimacy. We will be dangerous acquaintances with a history.

Hanif Kureishi, Intimacy and Midnight All Day: A Novel and Stories (via thelovejournals)

The first quote that reminded me of you

We were together. I forget the rest.

Walt Whitman (via thelovejournals)

The most important thing

I wanted it so much. I don’t know why I wanted it so much.

Ernest Hemingway, Cat in the Rain (via thelovejournals)

The way you make me feel now

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