#come back

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nyan3a:

Not me coming back years later and finding that my posts got hundreds of notes thanks for the love even those I wasn’t here to see it. I’ve grown lol

I no longer do SW anymore but show me some more love

Why do we always fall in love with the wrong person?

To me you are like gravity. Whenever I‘m flying too high, you‘re pulling me back onto the ground. And whenever I‘m away for too long you pull me back in.

Out of focus - eye to eye - until the gravity‘s too much.

I hadn’t realized how many feelings I had left for you until I finally took the step to end things.

And wished you would start fighting for me so badly.

How to kick somebody out when you love them with every fibre in your body?

Even though they hurt you.

When you left, the worst thing wasn’t the cold in my bed. Neither the heat in my heart that you burned down.

When you left, the worst thing wasn’t the need to hear your voice or to talk to you about what’s going on.

When you left, the worst thing wasn’t crying myself to sleep. Neither the screaming in the middle of the night when I realized you wouldn’t come back.

When you left, the worst thing was losing me. You made it look so easy to leave me. Like I was nothing. Like everything you ever told me was a lie. Like you didn’t need me at all. Like nobody could ever need or love me.

And I think that broke me.

I feel so stupid for never getting over you.

So here’s to you still crossing my mind.

Here’s to us talking again.

Here’s to you and your little twisted games.

Here’s to me and all my hidden feelings.

Here’s to us being more honest than we’ve ever been.

Here’s to you still hurting me.

Here’s to me still letting things happen.

And here’s to him, not knowing what’s going through my mind but trusting me.

Here’s to us - you, me and him.

I can’t believe we‘re back as friends again. I mean, it‘s just the internet right? We didn’t speak. But weren’t you saying something by sending me that request?

I always thought we would never have a connection again. I thought that you had your life and I had mine. Both living like the other one didn’t exist. Like things never happened.

But suddenly you decided to change your mind. And it‘s like I‘ve been going back in time. I can’t stop thinking. It‘s such a stupid thing.

I can’t stop thinking. Wondering. Wondering what made you act the way you do? What are you up to? What am I supposed to do? And finally… what am I going to do?

I think I‘m out of my mind again.

The worst thing about wanting someone back is that you don’t really want this person back but the imagination you have of them. Humans tend to think more positive about things afterwards than they actually were. And it’s the same for me when it comes to you. I don’t want you back for who you were but for who I thought you were - who I wanted you to be. I want that imagination back in my life. But the truth is it never ever really existed and so when we want someone back it’s actually not possible to ever reach that. Even if we got the person we’re longing for back, it wouldn’t be the person we really wanted. Because human’s minds are twisted and we love to get caught up in fantasie.

You are my favorite fantasy of all time.

Hello! I am back after about two months of being barely active on here. I had to go to work for some time and then I was taking my final exams at school. I will try to post more from now ;)

I had very little time to declutter at May, so I decided not to make a separate post about it and I decided to put the months together.

Here is the list:

  • skirt - gave away
  • stuffed animal - gave away
  • velvet sweatpants - gave away
  • toys - 10 gave away
  • pot plants - 6 gave away
  • pinafores - 2 gave away
  • small bags - 10 gave away
  • photo frame - gave away
  • a small torch - gave away
  • a soap bubble liquid - gave away
  • baking plates - 6 gave away
  • a thermal mug - gave away
  • a soap - gave away
  • scribers - gave away
  • ink pen - gave away
  • drawing charcoal - gave away
  • drawings - 3 gave away
  • paintings - 2 gave away
  • badges - 5 sold, 2 gave away
  • a card game - sold a pair of snickers - sold
  • Tarot cards - sold
  • a T-shirt - sold
  • a shampoo bar - sold
  • paper folders - 3 thrown away, 1 gave away
  • stickers sets - 2 thrown away, 1 give away
  • unfinished sewing projects - thrown away
  • candles - 2 thrown away
  • old receipts - thrown away
  • small pieces of old fabric - thrown away
  • pair of socks - thrown away
  • gift cards - 2 thrown away
  • old oil pastels - thrown away
  • old (dried) ink - thrown away
  • lip balms - 2 thrown away
  • a glass box - thrown away
  • a lot of sketches and drawings - thrown away (count as 1)old projects (mainly printed graphics) - thrown away
  • notebooks - 15 thrown away
  • notebooks covers - 5 thrown away
  • old documents - thrown away
  • trousers - thrown away
  • calendars - 2 thrown away
  • magazines - 6 thrown away
  • a newspaper - thrown away
  • a book - thrown away
  • a cup - thrown away
  • puzzles - thrown away
  • small pendant - thrown away
  • organiser box - thrown away
  • a piece of underwear - 1 thrown away a bottle of expired shampoo - thrown away (I wanted to use it up, but I got rash…)

And for now it is 679 of 1000 things.

I will publish another post about decluttering soon where I will sum up my experiences after decluttering for half a year ;) 

Thank you for staying with me!

supermuuh:

The moment you realize you CAN NOT draw and that all arts before were just luck

Every memory with you is so damn vivid.It feels like only yesterday when we told each other how we

Every memory with you is so damn vivid.
It feels like only yesterday when we told each other how we felt, the moment when I felt like everything in my life was complete.
It doesn’t feel like that long ago, when I first held your hand; sitting in the corridor at lunch, feeling a million butterflies flutter in my stomach when our hands edged closer and closer together.
I can still remember clearly, the first time you walked me home. It was getting dark and all I could watch is both our shadows, walking side by side.
I can never forget the first time your lips met mine in our hideaway spot. Weeks of anticipation led up to the moment when the world stood still, time stopped, our hearts raced and your tender lips interlocked with mine.

It feels like only yesterday when you loved me and I loved you.


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