#deep quotes

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the thing with broken clocks is

you can always tell

exactly

when they stopped ticking


with people it isn’t so easy

and sometimes

you can’t even tell

they’re broken.

you were not wrong for leaving. you were wrong for coming back and thinking you could have me when it was convenient and leave when it was not.

milk and honey

if you are broken

and they have left you

do not question

whether you were

enough

the problem was

you were so enough

they were not able to carry it

i guess that’s what saying goodbye is always like - like jumping off an edge. the worst part is making the choice to do it. once you’re in the air, there’s nothing you can do but let go.

‘there’s too much risk in loving,” the young boy said.

‘no,’ said the old man, ‘there’s too much risk in not.

Do you ever listen to a song you haven’t heard before and it makes you realize you’re still not over that specific person

You know that person you find so lucky because they have the person you have deep emotions towards?the person you find so beautiful it hurts?the one that makes you feel like you’re not good enough even though youve never known them personally? You seriously never know if YOU have been that person someone else wants to be,you never know if someone wishes they looked like you or got the attention their crush gives to you. You seriously NEVER know,just like how that person that makes you feel so negative doesn’t know.

Trying to reply to someone you still care about but completely detached from is a challenge I’m currently not winning.

Artist: unknown but full credit goes to them

do you know what I cry about at 3am? Sometimes it’s because of the deep rooted childhood trauma, and my current, difficult life situations….but sometimes it’s just because I can’t sleep.

My inability to trust, stems from a very traumatic and damaging place, so when you ask me why I can’t trust you, don’t expect an honest and direct answer.

When I first saw you I never would have thought that you would be the person to cause me much pain.

Do you ever just want to meet a person on tumblr and talk to them about your life story while they do the same? Like I wanna meet someone on here who isn’t afriad to tell me about the shit they’ve been through growing up or what their goin through right now. I wanna meet someone on here who isn’t afraid to tell me their deepest thoughts…..or even about how their day was…..someone who will listen to my stories, and what I gotta say about my own life too. I don’t know lol I probably sound so crazy and stupid…maybe I’m just lonley.

The empty side of my bed always reminds me that maybe I’m not worth the love people have to give.

Sometimes I just talk to myself in my own head because I know that there isn’t anyone in this world that would understand what I’m really thinking.

My lonlieness and anxiety get so unbarable at night. I wish that I can just fall asleep in less than an hour. If I knew that sleep was going to soon take this pain away, I will be able to bare it until then….but when I lay in bed, not knowing if I’m going to fall asleep by the crack of dawn or after the sun rises, I panic. I get over whelmed with fear and sadness knowing that I’m going to have to live through an entire night of emotional pain again. It’s currently 11:34pm and I’m already afraid.

It is currently 3:50 am and all I want to do is sleep and forget about this reality for a while. I can’t believe that 7 year old me dreamed of being able to stay up this late.

Imagine writing the most depressing poem written with the most beautiful handwriting, but no one is really focused on the meaning of it. Everyone is more focused on how the handwriting is so perfect.

Sometimes we tend lose ourselves, concentrating on the irrelevance of something more meaningful.

I just hope you’re lying next to somebody who knows how to love you like me. There must be a good reason that you’re gone. Every now and then I think you might want me to come show up at your door but I’m just too afraid that I’ll be wrong - Selena Gomez

“I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. But I was beginning to believe that a very few times in your life, if you were lucky, you might meet someone who was exactly right for you. Not because he was perfect, or because you were, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two separate beings to hinge together”

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