the day
you walked out of my life,
the sky fell and
the world crumbled.
the stars burnt to death and
the galaxies collapsed.
life, as i knew it,
was not the same anymore.
i, infinitely insignificant and deadly hurt,
was buried where no liveliness exists and
slowly died, suffocated and numb,
thinking;
you killed me 
and i thought you wouldn’t hurt.

(via sunsetico)

I’m a sad music person.
I steal flowers instead of clothes but
still manage to get into trouble because of it.
I’m also a sunset person,
a starry night person,
a philosophical talk at 2a.m.  
with my dad after he picks me up from a party.
I don’t trust myself a lot of times
so don’t expect me to trust others.
I’m a ‘save everything just in case I’ll need it in the future’ person,
I’m the pep talk giver and
hate to be in the receiver’s position.
I’m a ‘cry in the bathroom
whilst watching my tears drip in the mirror’ person.
I’m sarcastic if you notice my words,
moral and most inspired at nighttime.
I’m still sorting out who I am
and who I want to be.
I’m lost
but I can be found.
I’m the light at the end of the tunnel.

identity. (via sunsetico)

i knew how bad would hurt
the moment you’d leave
when all i could do
when looking into your eyes was just that,
looking into your eyes.
completely hypnotised,
you had me completely hypnotised.
you even made it possible
for my mind to shut up and stay quiet,
you gave me pure silence.
and this, my dear,
is something i haven’t had
in such a long time.

you calm my chaos. (via sunsetico)

For these past months and years,
you’ve let yourself die.
you’ve been dying, love.
Deep down, you’d hoped for someone to save you.
You also knew no one would come
in shining armor and deathless spirit
to rescue you
from this pit you’ve fallen into
because only you are able to get yourself out of there.
So, you chose to blossom.
Water yourself with life,
with the life you’ve been denying yourself for so long.
And now you are blooming
like the most stunning of flowers.
You’ll have learnt that you can be reborn,
even after the deadliest of times.
You can blossom again,
even after the worst of winters.

you are blooming.

this one is for @thecoldheartlesscloud.

(via sunsetico)

sunsetico:

“Sometimes, a bad day turns into a bad week, which finally becomes a bad month, which ends up leading to generalized bad times. And you struggle. You feel like you’ve been thrown into a battlefield you did most certainly not ask for. But you are here. And you have to keep fighting. Sometimes, staying alive is like taking a spoon of the medicine you hate the most. This syrup solution is bitter, hard to swallow and straight up disgusting so you block your nose with the other hand and drink it anyways because you have no other options. The same thing happens here. When you don’t want to fight anymore because you are just so tired, all you have to do is to blindly trust you’re gonna make it out alive. You have to keep fighting. Even if you are crawling on the floor. I don’t care, you’ve got to keep fighting. Life goes on after death, you will go on after bad times. I swear.”

— i haven’t pep talked myself in so long.

I’m going to love you. I’m going to love you in your weakest moments to your strongest ones. I’m going to love you when you’re happy and I’m going to still love you the most when you’re sad. Don’t you understand? I’m here, and I’m not going anywhere. I want to love you, each and every piece of you. I want you with your imperfections as much as I want you for you. And I’m always going to want you, I’m always going to be here loving you with everything.

im here// (via tullipsink)

I leave the lights on, in case you decide to come back.

Things I realized when I thought about what I want to tell you if I ever see you again, part VIII (via thingsirealizedwhen)

falling in love with you was the best mistake i’ve ever made

i can’t make myself regret you // july fifteenth (via exoplanetal)

The earth, the sun and the moon conspired to create you.
Your existence is a deliberate work of art. You are no accident, no mistake.
The wind, the air and the oceans worked together to birth you.
You are comprised of particles from galaxies unknown, remnants of kings and queens before you, the breath of a goddess, the tears of a warrior and the blood of a revolutionary.
You are not here by mistake, in fact the world would be different, imbalanced without you.
You do not have the right to fight what the universe has created, do not doubt it and do not dull it. Do not water down your rich spirit to appease those who are empty or half-full.
You are here to move mountains, to make change in the world, may it be the world in its entirety or the world of a single person.
You are not here to please others, your mind was not coated in brilliance to be used by another, your body was not sewn together in strength to please another person. Your voice was not fabricated with thunder and lightning to be spoken over by anyone.
You are not pretty, you are not delicate and you are not fragile.
You are mighty, you are fearsome and you are deafening.
Let the world and those who try to defeat you, tremble in the shadows of your thunderous presence.

indieluhv (via wnq-writers)

she trusted you with all she had and you let her down. You let her down after saying time and time again that you wouldn’t. You’re just as bad as everyone else. You don’t see what she’s really worth. She lies in bed at night crying herself to sleep because you have made her nothing. She believed all of you’re empty promises, all your words fell flat. You hurt her more than anyone else has before. So don’t you dare try to blame her. This was all your fault, you broke her. You are the reason she is like this now. Her guard is permanently up. Do not try to come crawling back with your apologies because now she knows. You are just as broken as she once was. Piece by piece you are feeling how she felt so long ago. You never understood but now you do. So understand why she cannot take you back. You are toxic for her. She thought you could make her whole again, yet you shattered her. Now it is you that is shattered, but there is nothing she can do.

Anonymous (via wordsnquotes)

Be thankful for what you have; you’ll end up having more. If you concentrate on what you don’t have, you will never, ever have enough.

Oprah Winfrey
(via ohteenscanrelate)

It’s okay to cry, it’s okay to be sad about it. It’s okay to miss him, and it’s okay to wish you did something differently. But never blame yourself for how things turned out. Never tell yourself you can’t do better, and never tell yourself this is end of the road. Fate has a time and place for all of us and nothing you can do or say will change that.
Sure, it’s okay to fall, but it’s never okay to stay down.

Quotes from The Love Whisperer
(via thelovewhisperer)