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Comment ❝HATE❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . i. He keeps on giving me excuses of why we couldn’t be together, ...
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Comment ❝HATE❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . i. He keeps on giving me excuses of why we couldn’t be together, and I keep on giving excuses for his excuses, because I believe we have a connection, and ours is not like any other. ii. I know he’s the bad boy kind of guy, and I should probably stay away from ... Comment ❝HATE❞ letter by letter. 🥀
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i. He keeps on giving me excuses of why we couldn’t be together, and I keep on giving excuses for his excuses, because I believe we have a connection, and ours is not like any other.

ii. I know he’s the bad boy kind of guy, and I should probably stay away from him, but I keep on forgetting it whenever we were together, whenever we would go out on a ride and sing in the car.

iii. and for a moment, his laughter would drown out all my doubts and all my worries for our future.

iv. He told me I’m not like any other, that he never felt this way for anyone else before,

v. But he also never told me that he has someone else now, a new girl in his life that he’s been hiding away from me,

vi. And all those excuses he keeps on giving me, he’s willing to throw those all out for his someone new.

vii. and I hate that I don’t hate him.

viii. and I shouldn’t love him, but I do.

ix. and I know I should try to move on, but it’s hard.

x. And when I think I’m finally over him, I would walk right into him, and I couldn’t help but fall in love with him, all over again.
— I try to hate him, but I can’t. 🖤 #afterbreakup
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Comment ❝KILL❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . Have you ever came so close to Actually killing yourself, ...
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Comment ❝KILL❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . Have you ever came so close to Actually killing yourself, that you felt a sense of amazement. Amazed that you are living your last day, your last hour…your last minutes. So you stand there, and look around observing your surroundings, saying to ... Comment ❝KILL❞ letter by letter. 🥀
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Have you ever came so close to Actually killing yourself, that you felt a sense of amazement.

Amazed that you are living your last day, your last hour…your last minutes.

So you stand there, and look around observing your surroundings,

saying to yourself “this is the last thing I’m gunna see” and then you start praying to God or who ever you believe in.

Asking them to please make sure you make it home. But your attempted suicide somehow failed.

Now look around where ever you are, and who ever you are.

Look around and say to yourself “I’m still here” if your reading this, your still here…

Live life like theirs no tomorrow, but also, prepare yourself for a long future. Because you never know when you are truly going to die. 🖤 #afterbreakup Artist of illustration: DM for credit
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Comment ❝PAIN❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . It’s just an ordinary day. But I found myself thinking about ...
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Comment ❝PAIN❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . It’s just an ordinary day. But I found myself thinking about you. I always think about you, you know. But more so today. Maybe because I miss you. I think about how, in a parallel universe, we might have met earlier. How I would have loved that. In a parallel ... Comment ❝PAIN❞ letter by letter. 🥀
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It’s just an ordinary day. But I found myself thinking about you. I always think about you, you know. But more so today. Maybe because I miss you.

I think about how, in a parallel universe, we might have met earlier. How I would have loved that. In a parallel universe, I never left and we’d be in the same city. We might have gone out more often. We might have gone to that poetry slam and listened to other people’s sorrows.

In a parallel universe, we might have been able to watch the fireworks. I might have held your hand and kissed you. And I might have felt guilty for stealing your first kiss. But I think you might have liked it. Because in that parallel universe, everything would feel perfect.

In a parallel universe, I might have told you that I loved you, face to face. And you might have said it back. Is that too much?

In a parallel universe, we might have been together. I might have asked you, and you might have said yes. And everything might have been perfect from then on.

All our dreams would come true. All our doubts, gone. All our sorrows, erased. Our anxieties, swept away.

But since we are here, in this universe, not everything is perfect. I haven’t had the pleasure of tasting your lips. I haven’t had the pleasure of holding your hand in the moonlight.

I haven’t had the pleasure of spending an entire day with you and only you. But in my mind, I have kissed you, embraced you and all the things that we could possibly share were we together.

And that is good enough for me. Because despite the fact that we are far apart, not a day passes by that you make me feel loved. That’s really all I need. I am forever thankful that the universe conspired to make us meet.

And although it has not been so kind as to make us stay together, I still believe that we will find a way. I love you. Always. Always. 🖤 #afterbreakup
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Comment ❝FRAR❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . I wish I can love you. I can love you without anyone blocking ...
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Comment ❝FRAR❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . I wish I can love you. I can love you without anyone blocking my way—without any bridges slowly breaking in between us. I wish I can love you, without being nervous—without having the fear of you not loving me back. I wish we’re reading the same page. Where ... Comment ❝FRAR❞ letter by letter. 🥀
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I wish I can love you. I can love you without anyone blocking my way—without any bridges slowly breaking in between us.

I wish I can love you, without being nervous—without having the fear of you not loving me back. I wish we’re reading the same page.

Where you and I have agreed and hoped for the same thing. I wish it could be as smooth as water and as beautiful as something we’ve never seen before.

I wish to have these feelings for you would be easy, simple and not complicated as it is now. I just wish for things to be in our favor, but things were not.

You were not. That I guess I’m walking on a lost street where you can’t see me. It seems that I am alone in this world of feelings—a place where my heart had brought me.

I hope that someday, I’ll be courageous enough to let these feelings go. I wish that someday, I can move forward without hoping that you’re just right there at my back.
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- // I wish you feel the same way. 🖤 #afterbreakup Artist of illustration: DM for credit
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Comment ❝BREAK❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . i. If wounds heal so easily, if they don’t scar nor hurt, ...
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Comment ❝BREAK❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . i. If wounds heal so easily, if they don’t scar nor hurt, I would let you stab me countless times. ii. I’d let you break me every day if it would make you stay. But, love, in our universe, my body is more than a slaughterhouse. I won’t tolerate pain ... Comment ❝BREAK❞ letter by letter. 🥀
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i. If wounds heal so easily, if they
don’t scar nor hurt, I would let you
stab me countless times.

ii. I’d let you break me every day if
it would make you stay. But, love,
in our universe, my body is more
than a slaughterhouse. I won’t
tolerate pain just to fill an empty
room in my chest. I won’t allow
you to kill me with your
insecurities. I’d deny you the
power to hold my hand if you
planned on cutting it as soon as
you felt breaking apart.

iii. Love, when I walked you to the
softest part of my body, I knew
you learned how I bleed even
when you kiss me.

iv. Your words are becoming knife
to my ears. How I wish they don’t
cut your throat every time you
speak. 🖤 #afterbreakup
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Comment ❝EMPTY❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . I’ve accepted that no matter how hard I try and wish that things ...
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Comment ❝EMPTY❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . I’ve accepted that no matter how hard I try and wish that things would go back to the way they used to be between us they won’t. I don’t think I’ll ever stop missing you but I’ve learned to be grateful for what we had and not to be bitter that we don’t have it ... Comment ❝EMPTY❞ letter by letter. 🥀
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I’ve accepted that no matter how hard I try and wish that things would go back to the way they used to be between us they won’t.

I don’t think I’ll ever stop missing you but I’ve learned to be grateful for what we had and not to be bitter that we don’t have it anymore.

You came into my life right when I needed you and I think you left right when you needed to as well.

Things may not have went the way I wanted them to go between us but I do think that it all worked out in the end,

we’re not together and we never will be, I don’t really think we were ever meant to be.

I’ve accepted that we’re strangers again and I think that’s what we were always meant to be,

I think we make better strangers than we did anything else and finally I realise that that’s okay and that I will be okay too. — everything happens for a reason, it really does. 🖤 #afterbreakup Artist of illustration: DM for credit
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Comment ❝GIRL❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . I wonder if you realize that you saved my life that night. My ...
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Comment ❝GIRL❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . I wonder if you realize that you saved my life that night. My brain was a tidal wave of emotions, and none of them good. The skeletons in my closet were peeking around corners, their bones rattling constant reminders of the what ifs. Could haves. Would ... Comment ❝GIRL❞ letter by letter. 🥀
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I wonder if you realize that you saved my life that night. My brain was a tidal wave of emotions, and none of them good.

The skeletons in my closet were peeking around corners, their bones rattling constant reminders of the what ifs.

Could haves. Would haves. Should haves. If onlys.

I wonder if you know that when you wrapped your arms around my waist and whispered how you think I’m beautiful despite my flaws,

you gave me hope that maybe I could give my everything and actually make a difference.

Despite my constant desire to rip myself to shreds. Despite my bad habits and how I constantly push everything good out of my life.

Despite me being me, I could possibly be good again. I wonder if you realize that your lips tasted like spearmint, and the lack of oxygen made me dizzy enough to forget my problems.

I was high off you. Your cologne. Your breath. You.

I wonder if you realized that I went home that night and fell against my door with a smile on my face, and a newfound hope for tomorrow. — I wonder if you realize that you saved my life. 🖤 #afterbreakup
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Comment ❝BLAME❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . And I know you’re hurting. I know there’s a lot that’s going ...
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Comment ❝BLAME❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . And I know you’re hurting. I know there’s a lot that’s going on your mind. People demand things from you and you try your best to never let them down. I can feel it. Your eyes are tired from crying but you still ask if there’s still more than what you’re getting ... Comment ❝BLAME❞ letter by letter. 🥀
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And I know you’re hurting. I know there’s a lot that’s going on your mind. People demand things from you and you try your best to never let them down. I can feel it. Your eyes are tired from crying but you still ask if there’s still more than what you’re getting right now. If it still has the capacity to shed tears each time you feel crying.

And I will tell you yes. Life will still continue to throw rocks at you. Storms will continue to weigh you down. Your mistakes will sometimes haunt you making you feel weak and worthless. I know that there are days where you just want to completely breakdown, or days where you just stop because you no longer know where to get the strength you need because you’re too exhausted to keep fighting.

I see it. I see how you still try to smile and carry on as if everything inside you isn’t breaking. You try your best to make others smile without even thinking that you need to smile, too. You help them instead of sharing your pain because you don’t want to be a burden. And this I will tell you. I am proud because you are strong. Strong because people don’t know you’re fighting battles alone.

That you cry alone and wiped your tears alone. That there are nights where you keep on fighting the urge to end everything just because you still believe there will be better days. Even if you think you aren’t going anywhere, even if you feel like you haven’t took a step forward, I want you to know that you have to keep going. You have to keep fighting, keep trying, and keep believing that one day, it’ll get better.

Because the moment you feel like giving up, or quitting or leaving everything behind that’s when life will give you something good out of the bad. For you to know that there’s always something on the other side of the coin, of the mask, of everything that hurts. Something more than the sadness, the hurt, the uncertainties and confusions.

You just have to keep in mind that through all this battles, you are not alone.
— Long note to self. 🖤 #afterbreakup Artist of illustration: DM for credit
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Comment ❝ALIVE❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . I am not depressed. I can still smile at pretty things And ...
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Comment ❝ALIVE❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . I am not depressed. I can still smile at pretty things And laugh when jokes are funny, I can still talk to people And enjoy nice days. But when I go inside, When I’m all alone, There is something broken. And I fall into a sadness so sweet That ... Comment ❝ALIVE❞ letter by letter. 🥀
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I am not depressed.

I can still smile at pretty things

And laugh when jokes are funny,

I can still talk to people

And enjoy nice days.

But when I go inside,

When I’m all alone,

There is something broken.

And I fall into a sadness so sweet

That it engulfs me.

I look in the mirror

But I don’t like what I see.

And the tears always fall

When I’m falling asleep,

Because I miss something

That doesn’t exist.

But I am not depressed,

I’ve just been sad for a while.

Although I can still find the light

I can still smile. 🖤 #afterbreakup
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Comment ❝KILLED❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . I’m too much of a coward to kill myself so i tell you i want ...
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Comment ❝KILLED❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . I’m too much of a coward to kill myself so i tell you i want to die in my sleep and honestly, maybe i’m just looking for a reaction out of you and it’s maybe it’s working because you say you don’t know what you’d do if you ever lost me, you say you never ... Comment ❝KILLED❞ letter by letter. 🥀
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I’m too much of a coward to kill myself
so i tell you i want to die in my sleep
and honestly,

maybe i’m just looking for a reaction out of you
and it’s maybe it’s working
because you say you don’t know what you’d do if you ever lost me,

you say you never want to wake up and hear that you’ll never
be able to see me again and

i expected it to make me feel better but it just makes me remember
that a year ago,

you were leaving me and i don’t know how to tell you that it would hurt way less
to die than to be put through what you put me through.

i don’t know how to tell you that yeah,
i’m still breathing, but you already fucking killed me
and every day,

i walk around with the ghost of your memory
and i try to forget that you don’t love me
and yeah,

we’re still friends, but we’re friends with memories
and when i get drunk,

i still tell you i love you and you
thank me for still being here and
you don’t say it back you don’t say it back you don’t say it back and

why the fuck should i believe you
when you say that you’d be upset if i died when you didn’t care when you were shoving the knife through my life.
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— i guess it’s true that people only miss you when you’re gone but i wish for once, someone would value me before that. 🖤 #afterbreakup Artist of illustration: DM for credit
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Comment ❝LOVE❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . HOW I KNOW I STILL LOVE YOU, EVEN WHEN I TELL MYSELF I DON’T. 1. ...
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Comment ❝LOVE❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . HOW I KNOW I STILL LOVE YOU, EVEN WHEN I TELL MYSELF I DON’T. 1. the password to my email is still your name. I told myself I’d change it about 3 years ago, but I knew I could rely on it being something I wouldn’t forget. 2. I don’t make plans on your birthday, ... Comment ❝LOVE❞ letter by letter. 🥀
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HOW I KNOW I STILL LOVE YOU, EVEN WHEN I TELL MYSELF I DON’T.

1. the password to my email is still your name. I told myself I’d change it about 3 years ago, but I knew I could rely on it being something I wouldn’t forget.

2. I don’t make plans on your birthday, I tell everyone I’m busy, and I don’t know why.

3. my boyfriend’s grandmother lives down your street, and every time we drive by, my head turns. he doesn’t even ask me why and I think it’s because he knows.

4. I fall in love with every stranger that has your name.

5. when I have a good day, I fall asleep and you are in my dreams. we don’t ever do much, just talk. sometimes it’s in a coffee shop, sometimes it’s in the back of your car, sometimes it’s in an apartment that I don’t recognize. and when I wake up, I remember.

6. I still know your number by heart.

7. every decision I make after you feels like the wrong one.

8. every person I’ve kissed since the first time I kissed you felt like the wrong one.

9. every ‘I love you’ I’ve said since the last time I said it to you has felt like a lie.

10. I have told myself for years now that I couldn’t possibly love you forever. that eventually I would move on. that no one ever stays with their first love. and I promise, I’m trying. I’m just not very good at being convincing.
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— I think you know that I still love you but you don't want to get back. 🖤 #afterbreakup
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Comment ❝FINE❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . He seems to be doing fine without you, doesn’t he? Like all ...
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Comment ❝FINE❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . He seems to be doing fine without you, doesn’t he? Like all those memories, all that time spent together, was nothing. Do you see him continuing on with life as if nothing had ever happened? Or even worse, do you already see him flirting with other girls ... Comment ❝FINE❞ letter by letter. 🥀
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He seems to be doing fine without you, doesn’t he? Like all those memories, all that time spent together, was nothing. Do you see him continuing on with life as if nothing had ever happened? Or even worse, do you already see him flirting with other girls even though it’s only been a couple of days since you guys broke up? It’s okay, really. You don’t have to pretend to be fine. You don’t have to go on dates with boys you couldn’t care less about, and post pics with them on Instagram just to show him that you’re doing fine, too.

You don’t have to look flawless every day with perfect make up and hair, and go to parties and pretend you’re having the time of your life, when all you’d rather be doing is sit at home with a carton of ice cream and watch sad movies. It’s okay to cry; it’s okay to miss him, go over pictures of you two. It’s okay to not delete those messages on your phone, contrast to what all the break up advices say.

A broken heart needs time to heal, after all. And him? He will realise his mistake, I assure you baby. One day it will hit him that no, it’s not her that he’d rather wake up in bed with, but you. He’s going to realise that it’s not her fake blondes and highlights that he wants, but rather your soft brown hair that always reminded him of chocolates.

Her strong perfume might have enchanted him momentarily, but he’s going to wake up one day and realise it’s the smell of your lavender shampoo he misses the most. So he’s going to come crawling back to you; one day you might wake up to a 3AM drunken text message from him; the boy who you cried your heart out for several months ago.

You used to stay up till small hours, hoping against hope that he’d be thinking about you too at this time and send a message. All those late nights going over cute pictures of you two together, of late night conversations you two had shared. All those tears shed longing for him. By the time he reaches out for you again, you would have left all of it behind. So let yourself cry. Let yourself mourn and be heartbroken. Let your heart recover from the last time it was broken. 🖤 #afterbreakup Artist of illustration: DM for credit
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Comment ❝HOPE❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . And you never liked brunettes but now every time you see a girl ...
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And you never liked brunettes but now every time you see a girl with chocolate hair and mocha eyes your heart speeds up,

and you never were one for healthy eating but all of the sudden you can’t get enough strawberries, as you try to relive the taste of her skin on your tongue.

The days seem long and the nights seem lonelier, and you curse the day you told her that she loved you too much.

Sure you were her world, but you realize that she was your sun, and without her you’re lost in space, with nothing to orbit around & call home.

You always told her you loved her more, and the next few times you see her the words almost slip out of your mouth, you try and be just friends but you can’t help but tell her how beautiful you think she is, and holding her hand feels too right for it to be casual.

But the girl who once gave you everything without hesitation now has walls up around her still broken heart,

and you so desperately want to have her back in your arms as yours, for more than just a night. But she was yours, and you told her not to be.

Your heart clenches at the thought of her being with anybody else, but you let her go. And no amount of strawberries in the world is as sweet as your first love. — //and i hope it makes you think. 🖤 #afterbreakup
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Comment ❝KILL❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . I hate to bother you after we’ve said our good night’s. And ...
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Comment ❝KILL❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . I hate to bother you after we’ve said our good night’s. And I’m really sorry for this. But I’ve been trying to find a time to tell you. And nervousness kills me in person. Maybe this will mean something to you. I don’t know. But I’m really thankful for ... Comment ❝KILL❞ letter by letter. 🥀
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I hate to bother you after we’ve said our good night’s. And I’m really sorry for this.

But I’ve been trying to find a time to tell you. And nervousness kills me in person.

Maybe this will mean something to you. I don’t know. But I’m really thankful for all the time you spend with me.

It means a lot to me. I am falling in love with you as time goes by. You make me so happy. I haven’t had such a good time as

I have with you in a long time. Thank you for everything.
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— // These texts keep me up at night. I can’t find any words to write that sound as beautiful as you make me feel and I know I am probably getting ahead of myself but it’s now starting to feel weird when I’m sleeping by myself . 12:15 AM 🖤 #afterbreakup Artist of illustration: DM for credit
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Comment ❝KISS❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . You were my first kiss. Not my first actual kiss, like in ...
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Comment ❝KISS❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . You were my first kiss. Not my first actual kiss, like in second grade when you kiss someone and you get all giggly and grossed out. Not in freshman year when you kiss someone you fully believe you’ll last forever with, then a month later break up with. Not ... Comment ❝KISS❞ letter by letter. 🥀
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You were my first kiss.

Not my first actual kiss, like in second grade when you kiss someone and you get all giggly and grossed out.

Not in freshman year when you kiss someone you fully believe you’ll last forever with, then a month later break up with.

Not a drunken hook up that resulted in nothing but a blank vagueness of the persons tongue in your mouth.

You were the the first person to make my legs shake. I think my heart dragged down my body and I swear there was an earthquake in my ribcage.

You were the first to grab me so tenderly, and make me believe that this kiss was something special.

I knew the first time I kissed you it was going to be the start of something. I knew in my gut that you were my first real kiss and my last. 🖤 #afterbreakup
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Comment ❝LOST❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . It’s okay to have no idea how you’re going to get through a heartbreak ...
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Comment ❝LOST❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . It’s okay to have no idea how you’re going to get through a heartbreak or a loss or a failure and to have to take it hour by hour. Not sure when you’re going to break down next or when you’ll finally be able to eat something without feeling nauseous. Not ... Comment ❝LOST❞ letter by letter. 🥀
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It’s okay to have no idea how
you’re going to get through a
heartbreak or a loss or a failure
and to have to take it hour by
hour.

Not sure when you’re going to
break down next or when you’ll
finally be able to eat something
without feeling nauseous.

Not sure if you’ll ever be able to
go back to how you were before
and definitely not sure how.

Because getting through one
hour without thinking about it
leads to getting through a night
without crying about it which
leads to days without letting it
affect you at all.

And before you know it, you’ll be
you again, just a scarred yet wiser
version. 🖤 #afterbreakup Artist of illustration: DM for credit
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Comment ❝FALL❞ letter by letter 🥀 . Fall in love, with a girl who writes poetry. Find yourself ...
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Comment ❝FALL❞ letter by letter 🥀 . Fall in love, with a girl who writes poetry. Find yourself in her words. Watch her turn you into hurricanes and weatherstorms, conjure you into stars and constellations, build and rebuild the universe around her as you, you and only you. Just ... Comment ❝FALL❞ letter by letter 🥀
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Fall in love,

with a girl who writes poetry.
Find yourself in her words.

Watch her turn you into hurricanes and weatherstorms,

conjure you into stars and constellations,

build and rebuild the universe around
her as you, you and only you.

Just remember,

if you leave, she will turn you to ashes,

she will burn the galaxies down to
destroy you,

she will take every dark thing within the world and with her ink make it all about you, you and only you. 🖤 #afterbreakup
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Comment ❝STUFF❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . I think I’m fine but my head won’t stop spinning around last ...
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Comment ❝STUFF❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . I think I’m fine but my head won’t stop spinning around last night, the weight of his hands on my throat and the sweat dripping down his face, drown me in peace, because I’ve heard that it only gets painful when you struggle against it, so tell me what’s ... Comment ❝STUFF❞ letter by letter. 🥀
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I think I’m fine but my head won’t stop spinning around last night, the weight of his hands on my throat and the sweat dripping down his face, drown me in peace,

because I’ve heard that it only gets painful when you struggle against it, so tell me what’s so wrong with letting his lips tear through my thighs, if that’s something that will keep him alive;

if feeling is something getting in my way then I’ll feel nothing at all. I’ll stop looking for his words to mean anything, because every boy before him let their jaw loose just to make sure

I would learn to do the same thing between their hips, on my knees, on my knees, on my knees I can’t look down unless I’m asking to be choked with their fists and I can’t breathe anymore;

this skin against my skin is just fucking, every night I go out looking for her eyes to catch mine and I get nothing but an empty bed the next morning,

reading books about dreams that I’ve had since I was seven, that started after Daddy’s little girl grew up too fast and erased innocence from her fucking language,

shoulders on shoulders on lips on hips on chests and fingers become empty vessels for pleasure when they should be plastered against his cheek just for touching me the way he did.

And I think I’m fine, I think I’m fine but I can’t remember how to say my name. And maybe I forgot and maybe I forgot on purpose, all I know is that without a name I have no purpose,

what’s the purpose of living when you’re only good for the way you dress, the way you touch, the way you fuck. Lesson learned: Don’t waste your breath on boys who let their eyes stray the minute you smile and say ‘hello’. 🖤 #afterbreakup Artist of illustration: DM for credit
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Comment ❝EMPTY❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . I am lonely. There’s this loneliness placed inside of ...
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Comment ❝EMPTY❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . I am lonely. There’s this loneliness placed inside of me that no one can take away. There’s always something missing. Something is missing. Something that is absent makes me scream my lungs out. Something isn’t here. And I feel my anxiety ... Comment ❝EMPTY❞ letter by letter. 🥀
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I am lonely.

There’s this loneliness placed inside of me that no one can take away.

There’s always something missing.

Something is missing.

Something that is absent makes me scream my lungs out.

Something isn’t here. And I feel my anxiety growing.

Heart pumping faster, eyes wide open in search of something I will never find.

Emptiness has filled me.

In this dark soul, there’s a white hole of something that is supposed to be there; but its always missing.
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- A.M 🖤 #afterbreakup
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Comment ❝SUCKS❞ letter by letter. 🥀 . I guess it really sucks, we were made for each other. I know ...
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I guess it really sucks, we were made for each other. I know we were, because when I was with you it felt like the entire world stopped spinning and we were the only people who could move through the empty space. It’s horrible because we were perfect, but our timing was well and truly out

We weren’t meant to fall in love so early, but we did, we fell so fucking hard for each other. We acted like we were married and I was so addicted, addicted to the idea of finally feeling at home. You were my home, you were my everything and I can’t help but dream of the day we reunite.

But everything’s different now, you’re with her and I’m still waiting for the day you message me telling me that I’m everything you’ve ever wanted and that you’re sorry, and I’ll take you right back and we can continue to build on our love. I loved you, more than anything, I put everything into us and yet I still believe I could give you more, and all I ask, all I want, is one more chance.

I pray every night you wake up and miss me, I pray that you suddenly realise that it’s me and it always has been me, but the chances are slim and yet I’m still depending my whole life on them.🖤 #afterbreakup Artist of illustration: DM for credit
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Comment ❝SORRY❞ letter by letter.🥀 . I’m not writing to you to tell you what you’ve done wrong. ...
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Comment ❝SORRY❞ letter by letter.🥀 . I’m not writing to you to tell you what you’ve done wrong. No, I think we moved past that point. Today I’m writing to you to tell you what you deserve. You deserve to love someone who is ready to get lost in your eyes, who embraces your flaws and your quirks, ... Comment ❝SORRY❞ letter by letter.🥀
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I’m not writing to you to tell you what you’ve done wrong. No, I think we moved past that point. Today I’m writing to you to tell you what you deserve.

You deserve to love someone who is ready to get lost in your eyes, who embraces your flaws and your quirks, who laughs at your horrible jokes like I did and who smiles in between kisses.

You deserve someone who makes you smile so big that your cheeks hurt, someone who picks up the phone for you in the middle of the night and who’s there to hold the pieces of your world together when you feel like everything around you is falling apart.

And I’m so sorry.

I’m so sorry I couldn’t give you what you wanted and I’m sorry you weren’t what I expected.

I know it’s not my fault and I know it’s not yours. Let’s put the blame on something we can’t control like bad timing or too much work or the weather, maybe?

Something that makes us feel less responsible for ending something beautiful.

Something that makes us remember a wonderful time for exactly what it was: talking deep into the night, stained coffee cups and dancing in the rain.

Even though it ended (not on good terms, either) I just wanted to wish you well. The happiness we had is the happiness you deserve for the rest of your life.

I just wanted you to know. And I hope you never forget on nights that are too short and days that are too long for you to remember. 🖤 #afterbreakup Picture credit :@smillaerlandson
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Comment ❝WORST❞ letter by letter.🥀 . I think one of the worst things about breaking up with someone ...
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I think one of the worst things about breaking up with someone is finding pieces of them in all your favorite songs.

the melodies you two exchanged like hungry kisses under the night sky, when nothing could have stopped you from loving one another, are just bitter reminders of what used to be.

so now each time you press shuffle or visit the supermarket and "happy together" plays, you can't help but reminisce that rainy day in June.

where the two of you ran, leaving trails of laughter, to the nearest coffee shop for shelter. you shared a cup of hot chocolate, wet hair dripping while waiting for the rain to ease.

and in the background of your loving gazes and odd, little conversations, played this song. it grew to be your favorite.

and what's worse is you genuinely believed, in that moment, that the two of you would make it. that you'd be happy together. 🖤 #afterbreakup Artist of illustration: DM for credit
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Comment ❝ALONE❞ letter by letter.🥀 . 1. It’s not love if you’re crying your eyes out every single ...
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Comment ❝ALONE❞ letter by letter.🥀 . 1. It’s not love if you’re crying your eyes out every single night while he sleeps peacefully next to you. 2. It’s not love if you feel like you must follow all of his commands or he won’t want you. 3. It’s not love if his teasing comments hurt you, ... Comment ❝ALONE❞ letter by letter.🥀
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1. It’s not love if you’re crying your
eyes out every single night while
he sleeps peacefully next to you.

2. It’s not love if you feel like you
must follow all of his commands
or he won’t want you.

3. It’s not love if his teasing
comments hurt you, instead of
making you laugh.

4. It’s not love if you’re the one
who always apologizes, even
when it’s not your fault.

5. It’s not love if you live in fear
that he will walk away if you do
things he doesn’t like.

6. It’s not love if you must give up
a part of what makes you, you.
It’s mental abuse. 🖤 #afterbreakup - //A.M (Get out as soon as you can.)
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Comment ❝HELL❞ letter by letter.🥀 . I have this constant fear that I’m never going to forget him. ...
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I have this constant fear that I’m never going to forget him. The way his brown eyes pierced mine or his goofy grin that always made my heart beat ten times faster.

And what sucks the most is that he was never mine to begin with. But I fell hopelessly in love with him.

It’s been two years and I can’t forget him. And in the middle of the night when everything is quiet and everyone’s asleep I think of him.

Even if I don’t realize it he finds his way back into my memory to the point where it makes me sick to my stomach and I can’t breathe because I don’t want to love him anymore.

And it sucks because I thought I was forgetting him. I was finally happy.

And then my memory of him comes back, and I’m sitting in the corner of my room tears pouring down my face and my throat burns because

I’m screaming to the ceiling begging myself to forget him. And I hope that I will. - // Excerpt from a book I will never write.🖤 #afterbreakup Artist of illustration: @poetryncolor
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Comment ❝LOVE❞ letter by letter.🥀 . I love him, I really do, but how do I know that he is the one? I ...
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I love him, I really do, but how do I know that he is the one?

I know that he will take care off me in times when getting out off bed is hard,

I know he counts the days he gets to spend with me because he appreciates every one of them.

And I know his favorite song is my beating heart and it’s the only thing that keeps his heart from stopping.

I know he loves me, I love him too.

But how do I know that I will love him for the rest of my life?”, she asked me. “Loving the right person is easy, I am telling you, loving the wrong one is not.”, I told her and I could tell on the look of her face that I did not utter words she wanted to hear.

I could tell because tears were running down her face and her eyes spoke more words than her voice ever could. 🖤 #afterbreakup
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Comment ❝NEVER❞ letter by letter.🥀 . After the breakup It’s okay to cry darling, but that boy ...
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Comment ❝NEVER❞ letter by letter.🥀 . After the breakup It’s okay to cry darling, but that boy isn’t worth as much as you believe he is. I promise. When you’re done crying, if you like makeup, but on your favorite mascara and bold lip stick. Put on that killer outfit that you never wore because ... Comment ❝NEVER❞ letter by letter.🥀
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After the breakup

It’s okay to cry darling, but that boy isn’t worth as much as you believe he is. I promise. When you’re done crying, if you like makeup, but on your favorite mascara and bold lip stick.

Put on that killer outfit that you never wore because he didn’t like it. Do your hair up in the way you like it most.

Slip on some cute shoes and take yourself out to get the coffee you never drank with him because he thought it made you too obnoxious.

Call up the friends you haven’t seen in forever. All of this will feel impossible to do when your heart is shattered. Do what you have to do to forget him babygirl.

You will not be blamed for the ways you tried to kill your sadness. Try your best to have fun without him, focus on making yourself feel better. You deserve to be selfish when you’re hurting.

However you choose to do it, you are strong, you are brave. Losing your best friend is one of the worst feelings, but you’ve got this. You are stronger than you give yourself credit for. I believe in you. 🖤 #afterbreakup Artist of illustration: DM for credit
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Comment ❝MISS❞ letter by letter.🥀 Oh how I wanted to say that I missed him. How I wanted to call him ...
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Comment ❝MISS❞ letter by letter.🥀 Oh how I wanted to say that I missed him. How I wanted to call him and start a stupid conversation the way we used to do. How I wanted to ask him something ridiculous like did he like cats, like what did he think of the colour blue, like did he still love me, like ... Comment ❝MISS❞ letter by letter.🥀 Oh how I wanted to say that I missed him. How I wanted to call him and start a stupid conversation the way we used to do.

How I wanted to ask him something ridiculous like did he like cats, like what did he think of the colour blue, like did he still love me, like did he ever?

Did he ever love me at all? And how I wanted to sit on his bed and rest my head on his chest and listen to the sound of his heartbeat.

Or sit on the floor of his room and let him kiss me and let him kiss me and let him kiss me again.

Or, oh, how I wanted to go back to the beginning, to the first day when he approached me.

How I wanted to leave so he’d never told me his name and I’d never told him mine. 🖤 #afterbreakup
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Comment ❝HEART❞ letter by letter.🥀 . I think I’m fine but my head won’t stop spinning around last ...
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I think I’m fine but my head won’t stop spinning around last night, the weight of his hands on my throat and the sweat dripping down his face, drown me in peace,

because I’ve heard that it only gets painful when you struggle against it, so tell me what’s so wrong with letting his lips tear through my thighs, if that’s something that will keep him alive; if feeling is something getting in my way then I’ll feel nothing at all.

I’ll stop looking for his words to mean anything, because every boy before him let their jaw loose just to make sure I would learn to do the same thing between their hips, on my knees, on my knees, on my knees I can’t look down unless

I’m asking to be choked with their fists and I can’t breathe anymore; this skin against my skin is just fucking, every night I go out looking for her eyes to catch mine and I get nothing but an empty bed the next morning, reading books about dreams that I’ve had since I was seven,

that started after Daddy’s little girl grew up too fast and erased innocence from her fucking language, shoulders on shoulders on lips on hips on chests and fingers become empty vessels for pleasure when they should be plastered against his cheek just for touching me the way he did.

And I think I’m fine, I think I’m fine but I can’t remember how to say my name. And maybe I forgot and maybe I forgot on purpose, all I know is that without a name I have no purpose,

what’s the purpose of living when you’re only good for the way you dress, the way you touch, the way you fuck. Lesson learned: Don’t waste your breath on boys who let their eyes stray the minute you smile and say ‘hello’. 🖤 #afterbreakup Artist of illustration: DM for credit
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Comment ❝STAY❞ letter by letter.🥀 . I guess it really sucks, we were made for each other. I know ...
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I guess it really sucks, we were made for each other. I know we were, because when I was with you it felt like the entire world stopped spinning and we were the only people who could move through the empty space. It’s horrible because we were perfect, but our timing was well and truly out

We weren’t meant to fall in love so early, but we did, we fell so fucking hard for each other. We acted like we were married and I was so addicted, addicted to the idea of finally feeling at home. You were my home, you were my everything and I can’t help but dream of the day we reunite.

But everything’s different now, you’re with her and I’m still waiting for the day you message me telling me that I’m everything you’ve ever wanted and that you’re sorry, and I’ll take you right back and we can continue to build on our love. I loved you, more than anything, I put everything into us and yet I still believe I could give you more, and all I ask, all I want, is one more chance.

I pray every night you wake up and miss me, I pray that you suddenly realise that it’s me and it always has been me, but the chances are slim and yet I’m still depending my whole life on them. 🖤 #afterbreakup
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Comment ❝HURT❞ letter by letter.🥀 . EIGHT THINGS THAT KEEP ME UP AT NIGHT: i.) How many times ...
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EIGHT THINGS THAT KEEP ME UP AT NIGHT:

i.) How many times can you fall for the wrong person before you give up on finding the right one?

ii.) My mother and father are only together because of their children. If love is founded on consideration for others, I want to be selfish. I want to love because I do, not because I have to. Does that make me a bad person

iii.) The last time we talked, I told you to never call me again. You cried and then you told me I had used you. It hurt me to think that it was only my fault as if you had never been the one to ruin me.

iv.) My friend is in love with someone who abuses him. He doesn’t see it but I do. I know the abuser and they are not a bad person.

v.) Physical scars heal faster than emotional ones. A cut on my leg is jagged and bloody, a crevice stitched into my skin. Imagine if I could examine my heart.

vi.) What if I never should have left her?

vii.) I haven’t been with anyone since the breakup. I don’t know if it’s because I don’t want to or if it’s because I can’t. It’s hard to tell what you’re feeling when you’ve made yourself numb.

viii.) It scares me to think about loving again. — Eight Things That Keep Me Up At Night. 🖤 #afterbreakup Artist of illustration: DM for credit
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Comment ❝HURT❞ letter by letter.🥀 But honey, drinking eight shots of vodka in the middle of the night ...
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Comment ❝HURT❞ letter by letter.🥀 But honey, drinking eight shots of vodka in the middle of the night isn’t going to help make you forget the way their lips felt pressed against yours. Crying yourself to sleep every night isn’t going to bring them back. Punching walls and marking your ... Comment ❝HURT❞ letter by letter.🥀 But honey, drinking eight shots of vodka in the middle of the night isn’t going to help make you forget the way their lips felt pressed against yours.

Crying yourself to sleep every night isn’t going to bring them back.

Punching walls and marking your skin isn’t going to make you feel better. kissing strangers who isn’t them isn’t going to make you feel whole again.

But most of all, pushing people away and yelling at them just because a person broke your heart and

didn’t help put it back together isn’t going to stop you from feeling less alone.

So be angry about it, be angry until one day you aren’t anymore and then let go. Let it all go. You deserve to be happy. - A.M 🖤 #afterbreakup
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. Suicidal people deserve better than to be told the main reason they shouldn’t kill themselves is ...
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. Suicidal people deserve better than to be told the main reason they shouldn’t kill themselves is because of how it might effect others. Suicidal people deserve love and help, not guilt trips. Suicidal people deserve to feel like their life is worth living, for their own ... .
Suicidal people deserve
better than to be told the
main reason

they shouldn’t kill themselves
is because of how it might
effect others.

Suicidal people deserve
love and help, not guilt trips.

Suicidal people deserve to feel
like their life is worth living,

for their own sake… for their
own happiness, their own
experiences,

their own possibilities, their
own future.
- A.M 🖤 #afterbreakup Artist of illustration: DM for credit
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I hate the sound of my voice. And the way I look when I laugh. I hate the sound of my laugh too. I hate ...
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I hate the sound of my voice. And the way I look when I laugh. I hate the sound of my laugh too. I hate the way I walk and my body posture. I hate my body itself and how I look in the mirror. I hate the way I talk and the words I choose, how I talk too much and nonsense or not at all. I hate the ... I hate the sound of my voice.
And the way I look when I laugh.

I hate the sound of my laugh too.
I hate the way I walk and my body
posture.

I hate my body itself and how I look
in the mirror.

I hate the way I talk and the words
I choose, how I talk too much and
nonsense or not at all.

I hate the way I eat or the fact that
I eat.

I hate what I think and what runs
through my mind.

I hate what runs through my veins
too and how I feel.

I hate how I hate myself: too deeply,
too truly, too much to even normally
function. 🖤 #afterbreakup
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To her parents: I think about you all the time, i think about what i would say if i ever saw you again. ...
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To her parents: I think about you all the time, i think about what i would say if i ever saw you again. its nearly one in the morning months after ive last seen your daughter but the sight of her never leaves my mind, let alone my heart. and so i would tell you this. you have raised one hell of a child. ... To her parents:

I think about you all the time, i think about what i would say if i ever saw you again. its nearly one in the morning months after ive last seen your daughter but the sight of her never leaves my mind, let alone my heart. and so i would tell you this. you have raised one hell of a child. i have learned from her much of what she learned from you, the values you instilled in her, and the morals you have given her. i would tell you that because of her, because of you i am who i am today. you saved my life. your daughter saved my life.

I am forever indebted to you and your family. because of you i have seen love, compassion, empathy, and every quality i desire to have in my life. the countless holidays spent with you and your family in the home that one just felt like a house to me have changed me forever. you created a daughter so strong, so relentless, so caring, compassionate, and overall such an amazing human being that i am forever in awe. and i am convinced i will never meet another young woman or family that means as much to me as yours has.

I would say thank you, as i said to you that first week you met me on your living room couch, i would say thank you, thank you for opening up your home and your hearts to me as i know it must not have been easy, as i have until now been a stranger to you. thank you for letting me meet your daughter, as she means more to me than you could ever imagine, and i love her more than you will ever know and i always will. you hugged me after that and then she came down the stairs and it was our secret.

I would say those very words to you again, but i would say this, thank you, thank you for letting me meet your daughter as she has saved my life. she has made me into a better person than i ever believed i could have been, thank you for being my family when i needed one the most. i hope to one day be even half the mother you are to her and were to me. and i hope to raise my daughter to be exactly like yours even if it isn’t your granddaughter. thank you, thank you for letting me meet your daughter. 🖤 #afterbreakup Artist of illustration: DM for credit
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One-sided love is not love. It’s torture. It’s waiting for something that might never happen. ...
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One-sided love is not love. It’s torture. It’s waiting for something that might never happen. It’s looking at someone who doesn’t see you. It’s thinking about someone day and night while you probably never cross their mind. It’s looking at your phone hoping they’d text you or call you as ... One-sided love is not love. It’s torture.

It’s waiting for something that might never happen. It’s looking at someone who doesn’t see you. It’s thinking about someone day and night while you probably never cross their mind. It’s looking at your phone hoping they’d text you or call you as they call someone else. It’s reaching out to them with so much fervor as they respond with indifference.

One-sided love is not love. It’s a battlefield.

You’re battling your emotions. You’re battling your feelings. You’re battling reality. You’re battling everything people are telling you and believing your fantasies. You’re battling your own intuition. Your gut. Your logic. Your heart. It’s a battle you can’t win. A war you can’t stop. It’s losing over and over again. It’s surrendering to something that will eventually destroy you.

One-sided love is not love. It’s heartbreak.

It’s one person giving and the other one is taking. It’s one person loving and the other is not even moved. It’s one person always hoping for something more while the other is avoiding the subject altogether. It’s one person willing to do anything to make it work and the other is not even thinking about it. It’s one person always crying and the other one is always laughing.

One-sided love is not love. It’s self-destruction.

It’s questioning your self-worth every night. It’s constantly wondering why you’re not enough, why you never get picked, why you’re never the chosen one. It’s amplifying every minor flaw. It’s looking at yourself and not liking anything about you. It’s lying in bed overthinking everything you’ve said and done because it must have been something you said, it must have been you. It’s feeling like you’ll never be loved because no one was able to love you back. No one you wanted truly wanted you.

One-sided love is not love. It’s a crush. It’s infatuation. It’s obsession. ((Continued in comments below))
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It’s time to stop. Stop apologizing for being emotionally unavailable. Stop saying you’re sorry because you’re incapable of loving anyone but yourself right now. Stop making yourself feel like the bad guy for following your gut instincts. Stop allowing others to blame you for putting ... It’s time to stop. Stop apologizing for being emotionally unavailable.

Stop saying you’re sorry because you’re incapable of loving anyone but yourself right now.

Stop making yourself feel like the bad guy for following your gut instincts. Stop allowing others to blame you for putting your own heart first.

Stop letting them make you feel bad for not being interested in things that do not help you grow.

Stop looking for someone else to complete you when you are already whole on your own.

And then you can start.

Start embracing it all. Start living boldly and unapologetically. Start listening to your heart and only your heart.

Start saying no more often. Start pleasing yourself instead of being hung up on what others think.

Start treating yourself with the same dignity and respect you give everyone else. Start loving yourself.

Start refusing to settle for anything less than the best. Start thriving in your singleness.

Start shaping your life into exactly what you always hoped it would be. Start creating your own happiness.
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— You don’t have to apologize for it. // excerpt from an unfinished book. 🖤 #afterbreakup Artist of illustration: DM for credit
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Can you stay friends with an ex? She asks. By this she means, can you forget the nights when your head was on his stomach and his hands were in your hair and you swore you would never let each other go? Or, maybe, more importantly, can you remember but still let go? Maybe, I tell her. ... Can you stay friends with an ex?

She asks.

By this she means, can you forget
the nights when your head was
on his stomach and his hands
were in your hair and you swore
you would never let each other go?

Or, maybe, more importantly, can
you remember but still let go?

Maybe, I tell her. By this, I mean,
maybe - if you’re over him and
he’s over you.

By this, at least, I mean: can you
remember and not want it back?

Can you remember and not feel
sad? 🖤 #afterbreakup
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I don’t know why, but I do not feel like I’m like you, or anyone else. I feel like I’m the only one who feels the things I feel, or thinks the way I think. I’m worried that I’m taking everything too seriously, or not seriously enough. Sometimes I want you to see me, and sometimes I want to disappear. I ... I don’t know why, but I do not feel like I’m like you, or anyone else.

I feel like I’m the only one who feels the things I feel, or thinks the way I think.

I’m worried that I’m taking everything too seriously, or not seriously enough.

Sometimes I want you to see me, and sometimes I want to disappear.

I don’t know if I’ve ever truly felt like the ground beneath me was firm.

Things always feel like they’re moving and I never get the chance to catch up to them and when I do, it feels like it all goes too quickly.

I am nice to people I don’t like because I don’t know what else to do.

I feel like I’m waiting for something but I don’t know what it is.

I often walk past people in the street, and I wonder if anyone else is waiting too.

I don’t know if I’m ever, really, “Here.”
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- Every Word You Cannot Say. 🖤 #afterbreakup Artist of illustration: DM for credit
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I can’t deal with my family anymore, They complain that I sit in my room and not talk to them enough and When I do, every single time without fail it ends in a argument, leaving me feeling even more drained and done. Then they still wonder why I’m like this. This is my life every single ... I can’t deal with my family anymore,

They complain that I sit in my room and
not talk to them enough and

When I do,

every single time without fail it ends in a argument,

leaving me feeling even more drained and done.

Then they still wonder why I’m like this.

This is my life every single day.

I cry every night thinking about why
I'm still alive, why this is only happens with me.

Everyday before sleeping I pray that

God pls don't wake me up tomorrow,
let me sleep forever pls pls.
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- // P.S: You're a strong person, every thing will be fine soon don't worry. It just a bad time your family loves you.

Written By: A.M
Picture credit: @smillaerlandson
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Having to tell myself “I’m okay, I’m okay, I’m okay, I’m gonna be okay.” wasn’t beautiful or poetic. Sitting ...
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Having to tell myself “I’m okay, I’m okay, I’m okay, I’m gonna be okay.” wasn’t beautiful or poetic. Sitting on my bathroom floor, crying begging someone to help me even though no one could hear me wasn’t beautiful. It wasn’t something worth going through. The pain wasn’t worth it, it ... Having to tell myself “I’m okay, I’m okay, I’m okay, I’m gonna be okay.” wasn’t beautiful or poetic.

Sitting on my bathroom floor, crying begging someone to help me even though no one could hear me wasn’t beautiful.

It wasn’t something worth going through. The pain wasn’t worth it, it was fucking painful. It was fucking painful to wake up the next morning when all I wanted to do was die and that’s the fucking truth.

The truth isn’t beautiful or poetic. It’s not a John Green book or a Notebook love story, it was real. The pain and the tears and the hurting was real.

The aching was real and it was more than painful but painful is the only word to use because what I felt was something that didn’t have a definition.

So don’t tell me that this pain will be worth it some day or that I should turn my hurt into something beautiful because you don’t have to go through something painful to learn something.

I don’t have to force my pain to be beautiful because it wasn’t. 🖤 #afterbreakup Artist of illustration: DM for credit
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How a day of me missing you looks like. 3:13 AM I woke up because I saw your face in my sleep again 3:20 ...
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How a day of me missing you looks like. 3:13 AM I woke up because I saw your face in my sleep again 3:20 AM Fell asleep with you in my head again 6:45 AM Woke up again. The first thing in my head is about the fact that I will never wake up with you laying next to me 8:11 AM I can’t concentrate. ... How a day of me missing you looks like.

3:13 AM

I woke up because I saw your face in my sleep again

3:20 AM

Fell asleep with you in my head again

6:45 AM

Woke up again. The first thing in my head is about the fact that I will never wake up with you laying next to me

8:11 AM

I can’t concentrate. You appear in every daydream I have

9:53 AM

My heart burns

11:23 AM

My head hurts from thinking about you for too long

12:00 PM

I keep imagining a future with you
12:30 PM

Reality wakes me up again, laughing at me for wishing for something that will never happen

3:41 PM

Do you think about me as much as I think about you?

5:30 PM

Your eyes. Your goddamn eyes. How can someone have such beautiful eyes? I try to not think about your hands or your smile
5:51 PM

I feel so dizzy, I can’t distract myself

7:41 PM

I can’t eat. Food has lost its taste

8:01 PM

Did I let this get too far?

8:22 PM

Your lips felt so soft on mine. I miss the way you pulled me closer

9:16 PM

Did you ever lie to me? Was it my fault?

9:17 PM

It was my fault. I’m never enough

10:05 PM

How can you miss something that never happened?

10:10 PM

You probably don’t care

11:59 PM

I want to erase every memory about you

12:01 AM

Do I really want to forget all of you? Even the colour of your eyes?

12:24 AM

I can’t breathe
2:08 AM

I can only fall asleep when I pretend that you’re lying next to me

3:39

Will this ever end? - A.M 🖤 #afterbreakup
Snapchat: afterbreakup
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We are all lonely wether it’s when we are surrounded by 10 people, we don’t actually like or wether ...
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We are all lonely wether it’s when we are surrounded by 10 people, we don’t actually like or wether it’s right before you fall asleep and your mind is taking over, we are all alone, trapped in our mind, living our life based on what we post on instagram or snapchat and how many likes and followers ... We are all lonely wether it’s when we are surrounded by 10 people,

we don’t actually like or wether it’s right before you fall asleep and your mind is taking over,

we are all alone, trapped in our mind,

living our life based on what we post on instagram or snapchat and how many likes and followers we get.

we live our life to prove to everyone else that we are not alone that we are not lonely.

but we all forget about how alone we actually feel and how hard we try to mask it,

to fool others, to prove to others that we actually went out last night. 🖤 #afterbreakup Artist of illustration: DM for credit
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i. When I am quiet, please do not take it the wrong way. It just means that I am lost inside my own mind, ...
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i. When I am quiet, please do not take it the wrong way. It just means that I am lost inside my own mind, trying to find a way out. ii. When I stop replying, please don’t think that I am ignoring you. I’m just too sad to interact with anyone, and I tend to forget that I have people there for me. iii. ... i. When I am quiet, please do not take it the wrong way. It just means that I am lost inside my own mind, trying to find a way out.

ii. When I stop replying, please don’t think that I am ignoring you. I’m just too sad to interact with anyone, and I tend to forget that I have people there for me.

iii. If I’m yelling at you while crying, don’t walk away. Oh god please don’t. Just hold me until I forget about everything wrong in my life.

iv. I push away too much and if I do that then please don’t go. It’s just something I can’t stop doing, and I’m working on that. I really am.

v. Please be careful with me, I break easily and I sometimes don’t always know how to put myself back together.
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- A.M.// things I wrote down when i met you. 🖤 #afterbreakup
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We are all lonely wether it’s when we are surrounded by 10 people we don’t actually like or wether ...
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We are all lonely wether it’s when we are surrounded by 10 people we don’t actually like or wether it’s right before you fall asleep and your mind is taking over, we are all alone, trapped in our mind, living our life based on what we post on instagram or snapchat and how many likes and followers ... We are all lonely wether it’s when we are surrounded by 10 people

we don’t actually like or wether it’s right before you fall asleep and your mind is taking over,

we are all alone, trapped in our mind, living our life based on

what we post on instagram or snapchat and how many likes and followers we get.

we live our life to prove to everyone else that we are not alone that we are not lonely.

but we all forget about how alone we actually feel and how hard we try to mask it,

to fool others, to prove to others that we actually went out last night. 🖤 #afterbreakup
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You were my first kiss. Not my first actual kiss, like in second grade when you kiss someone and you ...
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You were my first kiss. Not my first actual kiss, like in second grade when you kiss someone and you get all giggly and grossed out. Not in freshman year when you kiss someone you fully believe you’ll last forever with, then a month later break up with. Not a drunken hook up that resulted in ... You were my first kiss. Not my first actual kiss, like in second grade when you kiss someone and you get all giggly and grossed out.

Not in freshman year when you kiss someone you fully believe you’ll last forever with, then a month later break up with.

Not a drunken hook up that resulted in nothing but a blank vagueness of the persons tongue in your mouth.

You were the the first person to make my legs shake. I think my heart dragged down my body and I swear there was an earthquake in my ribcage.

You were the first to grab me so tenderly, and make me believe that this kiss was something special.

I knew the first time I kissed you it was going to be the start of something. I knew in my gut that you were my first real kiss and my last. 🖤 #afterbreakup
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Your first love gets you raw and open and naive and strong. Your first love gets the secrets that you ...
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Your first love gets you raw and open and naive and strong. Your first love gets the secrets that you never even knew you were meant to keep buried away. Your first love teaches you that love isn’t about reckless kissing and hands all over the place, that it’s actually about learning and understanding ... Your first love gets you raw and open and naive and strong. Your first love gets the secrets that you never even knew you were meant to keep buried away.

Your first love teaches you that love isn’t about reckless kissing and hands all over the place, that it’s actually about learning and understanding and compromise and feeling so happy you might explode.

Your first love takes you to the mountain tops and the stars there are more spectacular than any you’ve ever seen.

Your first love sits with you until your head finds a home in the crevice between their neck and shoulder and you want to stay, more than anything, you want to stay.

Your first love laughs at your jokes and suddenly you are the world’s greatest comedian, it doesn’t matter that no one ever found you funny before,

it doesn’t matter than tomorrow you still have to face the world. Your first love is like a safe, where you hide the treasures most precious to you because you think they’ll be around forever.

Your first love teaches you loneliness, teaches you about endings and goodbyes and emptiness. Your first love makes breaking an arm sound like a walk in the park.

Your first love promises that they won’t forget and you believe them until you see them kissing someone else on the street that you used to meet.

Your first love makes you bitter.
And your second love makes that bitterness go away.
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- // talk about your first love? ; i feel like second loves don't get enough credit 🖤 #afterbreakup Artist of illustration: DM for credit
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He asked me if I’d go back if I could, if I’d do it all again, with his forehead pressed to mine, with ...
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He asked me if I’d go back if I could, if I’d do it all again, with his forehead pressed to mine, with his tears sliding down my cheeks. “Yes,” I said and his body shook with every unsteady rise and fall of his chest. Sympathy and pity alike tore at my heart. He still saw the good in me. He always would, ... He asked me if I’d go back if I could, if I’d do it all again, with his forehead pressed to mine, with his tears sliding down my cheeks. “Yes,” I said and his body shook with every unsteady rise and fall of his chest.

Sympathy and pity alike tore at my heart. He still saw the good in me. He always would, no matter how many times my words hit him like a punch to the jaw, like a knife to the throat.

No matter how many times I’d change my mind. He’d never understood that I didn’t want to stay. That I wasn’t one to stay.

The only reason why I’d do it again is because it made me who I am today. The nights I spent lying awake, tossing and turning. The times I debated whether or not to call you.

That hollow feeling in my chest when it was over all of a sudden. Leaving you on your doorstep with tears in your eyes hurt me as much as it hurt you.

But I don’t know how to be different, I added in my head, I don’t know how to stop running. I took a step away from him and wiped his tears from my cheeks. Then I did what I did best. I ran. 🖤 #afterbreakup
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Advice I wish I got told while my heart was breaking. 1- Stop pretending like you’re happy all over ...
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Advice I wish I got told while my heart was breaking. 1- Stop pretending like you’re happy all over social media just because you think he’s going to see it, you don’t have to prove yourself to anyone. 2- Please don’t keep letting strange boys into your bedroom, they will not make you forget ... Advice I wish I got told while my heart was breaking.

1- Stop pretending like you’re happy all over social media just because you think he’s going to see it, you don’t have to prove yourself to anyone.

2- Please don’t keep letting strange boys into your bedroom, they will not make you forget him, maybe temporarily but when the lights are off and you’re all alone, the ache will be back and it’s only going to come on stronger.

3- Learn to survive alone, you only need your own self stop depending on others to make you happy.

4- Stop checking on his Facebook page, he hasn’t posted anything new.

5- He isn’t going to text you, leave the house without your phone every once and awhile instead of gripping it so hard in your hand waiting desperately with agony for him to miss you.

6- It’s okay to cry. You’re not pathetic for still being stuck on him, it only makes you human.

7- Write, write until your wrist is aching, find peace within the ink and paper share your thoughts freely until your heart is throbbing, write his name over and over, explain how angry you are, burn it, tear it up. You have every right to be mad, as long as you’re not taking it out on yourself.

8- Learn to do you, use this time of freedom to explore yourself, find out who you truly are. Give yourself time to breathe, you owe it to yourself.

9- Wing your eyeliner, wear that dress, look at yourself in the mirror and repeat “I deserve to be loved, I am here and that is enough” over and over, memorise it, yell it, sync it far into your mind, remind yourself there is only one you and there is nobody who can replace that.

10- Smile more, laugh until your lungs hurt, sing so loud your throat starts to dry out, dance in front of the mirror, treat yourself, take chances don’t be embarrassed to be yourself.

11- Break something, scream, your feelings are valid and it’s okay to explode sometimes. 🖤 #afterbreakup Artist of illustration: DM for credit
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Falling in love is like a car crash. It takes two to happen at the right place, at the right time. ...
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Falling in love is like a car crash. It takes two to happen at the right place, at the right time. And suddenly you wonder how this possibly happened? If only I didn’t take the long way home. If only I wasn’t driving 71 mph instead of 70. If only I didn’t take that extra minute to find the ... Falling in love is like a car crash.

It takes two to happen at the right place, at the right time.
And suddenly you wonder how this possibly happened?

If only I didn’t take the long way home.
If only I wasn’t driving 71 mph instead of 70.

If only I didn’t take that extra minute to find the right song to play on the radio.

Could all this been avoided?

That’s how falling in love can be.

You find someone without actually looking.

You crash into them and all of a sudden, you realize every single choice you made in your entire life, whether bad or good, led up to this moment.

This moment where the love of your life is standing right in front of you.

And as you look into their eyes, everything just makes sense.
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- what does falling in love feel like? 🖤 #afterbreakup
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I really want to go from here. This is the place where the heartless people live. This people don't ...
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I really want to go from here. This is the place where the heartless people live. This people don't feel anything. If you love them they hurt you. This people don't understand me, even they don't try to. I'm not like this. I'm not the kind of person they are. I'm not heartless, I can feel the ... I really want to go from here.
This is the place where the heartless people live.

This people don't feel anything. If you love them they hurt you. This people don't understand me, even they don't try to.

I'm not like this. I'm not the kind of person they are. I'm not heartless, I can feel the love.

Thousand times I have tried, thousand times they don't understand, thousand times I get failed.

I still want to try, I still want to explain them, I still want to love the. But I'm not going to do this. I'm not going to try anymore.

I'm not doing this bcoz I'm tired of trying, I'm doing this bcoz I understand that they will never going understand me, they will never understand my love or my feelings.

Soon I will go far far away from here soon  you will be a memory. So I'm leaving your world, I'm leaving your hand like you did to me.
- A.M
🖤 #afterbreakup Artist of illustration: DM for credit
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