"Hurt him, so he can’t forget you."
برای زیستن دو قلب لازم است،قلبی که
قلبی که دوستش بدارند
In order to live, two hearts are necessary
one which loves
Another that can be loved
She will cry. She will cry over you like there is no tomorrow, until her throat is raw and her hair a mess. Her screams will echo through the walls and there will be nothing beautiful about it.
She will tear out the pages of her diary that she dedicated to you and swear your name will never again appear on the crisp pages that are so important to her. But two days later the words won’t come and she’ll find herself scrawling your name over and over until the ink blurs and merges with her tears.
She will curse you and curse herself and curse the skies for everything and nothing. There will be days when the sun shines but all she will see is rain and clouds, and days when she won’t see anything at all.
And fuck. She will love you even though her heart is breaking because she gave you a part of herself that you refuse to return.
But know this, she will also learn to forget you, so when she walks by in two months time, laughing and smiling without a care in the world, you will wonder how she slipped through your fingers, and she won’t care.
Not one single bit."
And I’m not
going to say
Because I remember every day.
"You are something not everyone knows how to love."
"I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love."
this…this photo, man. it has all the greatest hits.
1.) Squishy toe-beans the size of your thumb.
2.) Fuzzy spotted catbutt
3.) Pink snootnose
4.) Adoring expression shootin’ lovebeams into your very soul
sometimes I feel useless but then I remember I breathe out carbon dioxide for plants
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