I just don’t know what to do, and I feel like I’m annoying all my friends moping. I’m upset over someone who wasn’t worth my love and my long term plans, but it’s so hard to stop feeling like this. I know with time these feelings will go away, but I don’t want to stop loving you, I want you to change your mind and love me again. I don’t want to meet anyone else, and if I did, how can I trust them? How can I be sure that this won’t happen again? Why do people lie about their feelings? :(
I’m finding it so hard to accept that we’re over because I never saw it coming. You let me carry on thinking that everything was fine and carried on saying that you loved me, when really you stopped loving me a long time ago and were just going along with planning our future because you were too scared to say anything. Well now it hurts a thousand times more than it ever would have. You let me believe it was my fault that we split up and told me you still loved me so I thought we still had a chance.
I feel so lonely and betrayed, like you used me for a meal ticket for the past few months because it was easier. The fact you did all this over the phone and refused to see me face to face has made me angry, but it does nothing to stop me wishing that none of this had happened. I wish you still loved me, I wish we were still together. My heart is so broken up, I have nothing to think of but you, and it really, really hurts. I can’t eat and I can’t stop crying, which I know is ridiculous because you were only pretending to cry on the phone to make me believe that you still loved me. I should hate you so much, but I can’t. I wish you hadn’t planned moving in together next year when you didn’t want to, I wish you hadn’t carried on promising me long term when you knew it wasn’t going to happen. I just really can’t cope with this right now.
Khaled Hosseini, The Kite Runner (via sexpansion)
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I was so done with university until I realised I still have a year of student finance and if I work hard enough, I could apply for masters in Latin American studies. Oh please, please, please, I want this so bad now.
when white boys make fun of girls getting drunk im kinda just like but have you seen white boys wasted. they start rapping and whispering into girls necks and start yelling racist shit to people on the street. when girls get wasted it just means we’re all super nice to each other in the bathroom and dance to beyonce
A statue of Christ on the cross on a tree at Fricourt on the Somme front/October 1916
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Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Angel’s Game (via observando)