I want to make something abundantly clear: I am really fucking miserable right now. Why are people so afraid to admit that when it matters?
What we can all agree on is that it is a bit uplifting to hear a song that relates to our situation.
Some people enter relationships not because they love the other person, but instead do so just to escape from some element of their life that’s bothering them.
When we broke up, a part of my life was deleted, like the words we used to write to each other. His girlfriend didn’t want us to have contact or peace in the wake of our end. I wasn’t attempting to tear apart what they built or embark on a romantic pursuit.
Don’t settle with a guy who treats you like you’re an option, one of many other options to chose from. Don’t settle with a guy who can’t remember the little, but important things that make you who you are.
We were taught to love hard. We were taught to feel hard and to believe in people, no matter their past mistakes. We grew up trusting and falling and loving, and we grew up to believe that love was real.
“Our son is not his, but his brother’s.”
He wants to hear you curse. Hear you moan. Hear you whisper the naughtiest thoughts you’ve ever had into his ear while you ride him.
I am not scared of love, I am scared of getting used to it. What if it’s taken away someday, all of it, and I don’t survive the change?
Broken, she knows what it means to suffer. But out of the depths of her suffering, she has come to understand love. And her guarded heart waits for the one who understands it too.