ppowercunt:

I’m done. Entirely. In every single way.

I know you view my blog so i don’t need to message you this.

No more of this shit. Don’t message me like you give a fuck about me and anything going on with my life. You don’t. That’s pretty obvious.

This is the last time I’m writing about you.

If you wanted to get back at me, congrats. Bravo. And If it was for sport I hope you’re proud.

All good things come to an end

Yea I noticed

raeenwahya:

if at any point, in any existence, anyone has felt what it is to be “whole” or “complete” or whatever you want to call it. Like, what was my heart like as a child? I mean, I knew pain, but in ways that differ from the ways in which I know it now.

I don’t know. I just wonder what it’d be like to press restart on your emotions.

Don’t you ever wanna go back to when you never lost anything? To when nothing hurt? To when your heart was whole?

I don’t think I’ve been this content for a while now.