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Despite all of the hurt we've been through, my heart still wants you.

Love yourself enough that you are okay disappointing people.

i am a keeper of fingerprints and a collector of dust, but i crave to remember everything you once touched. my fingers trace over the glass of shattered picture frames. i close my eyes and urge myself to toss them in the flames. i burn the crumpled letters that remind me of you, but i can't seem to forget that you once touched me, too.

don't push the monsters away. let them free. let them out of your mind, your blood, your bones. write.

Perhaps...

Perhaps the best thing, is that as I sat alone, I thought that maybe you didn't love me anymore. And that it was okay, because I love myself now.

"I want to write, but all I can do is think."

I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate I hate you I hate you I hate you because you don't love me

Time Will Pass...

The good times and the bad times both will pass. It will pass. It will get easier. But the fact that it will get easier does not mean that it doesn’t hurt now. And when people try to minimize your pain they are doing you a disservice. And when you try to minimize your own pain you’re doing yourself a disservice. Don’t do that. The truth is that it hurts because it’s real. It hurts because it mattered. And that’s an important thing to acknowledge to yourself. But that doesn’t mean that it won’t end, that it won’t get better. Because it will.

On a deeper level you are already complete, and when you realize that, there is a playful, joyous energy behind what you do. When your deeper sense of self is derived from Being, when you are free of “becoming” as a psychological need, neither your happiness nor your sense of self depends on the outcome, and so there is freedom from fear. You don’t seek permanency where it cannot be found: in the world of form, of gain and loss, birth and death. You don’t demand that situations, conditions, places, or people should make you happy, and then suffer when they don’t live up to your expectations. Everything is honored, but nothing matters.

If people refuse to look at you in a new light and they can only see you for what you were, only see you for the mistakes you’ve made, if they don’t realize that you are not your mistakes, then they have to go.

“She wanted something else, something different, something more. Passion and romance, perhaps, or maybe quiet conversations in candlelit rooms, or perhaps something as simple as not being second.”

"Every Hello Just Means Goodbye."

Bebe Rexha

"I don't know how exactly to say how it is that I am feeling but I do know that how I am feeling is 100% true and I know that these feeling inside of me are all for you. "

Dear God

I ask for your forgiveness for the times I am not myself. I need your guidance for whenever my ego and pride gets the best of me. I need your guidance to pull me on to my feet again. I ask for you to show me the real purity of this world, the beauty of this world. The meaning behind life and the meaning behind myself. I ask you to keep my soul and heart pure throughout this life.

And I will try my hardest to follow thee.

Amen.

unfold your narrative, untuck your tongue, your story may be bruised and badly scarred, but darling, it is still glorious. the world waits, with bated breath, for you to blossom out of your silence.

When I Met Him...

“And when I met him, it seemed like the world had finally granted my wish, and carved my happiness in the shape of him. He came to me with stars in his eyes; waiting to be jotted into constellations, and galaxies hidden deep in his soul; waiting to be explored and loved by me.”

*Dangerous*

“it’s dangerous, I can already tell. I notice when I miss your hand wrapped around mine, I notice how I wish to tell you everything about my day, I notice the absence of your laugh mingled with mine. I can notice the attachment I have to you now, and I also notice, how incredibly vulnerable that makes me.”

"i dress you up in poetry, with beautiful words that you dont deserve"

Trista Whitler

To the man who marries me...

To the man who marries me. Thank you. Thank you for allowing me to be full of flaws in the morning and night. For allowing my flaws to seem flawless to you. For eating every cuisine I cook even if it’s not your mothers recipe. For sharing a bathroom with me and all of my products. For holding me through my tears and trials I go through with you. For dancing with me in the rain when that is all we could do. For all the understanding even on days where we crashed instead of collided. For the helpful hand when my dreams seemed outlandish to others. For allowing me to be vulnerable on all of my raw emotions. For embracing my imperfect body full of scars and curves. For loving me enough to to show it when you look at me. For reminding me each day how treasured I am. For allowing me to continue to be a lioness even with a king. For loving me when others made it seem tough. For allowing me to be a queen that perfectly fits your kingdom. For being the man I always prayed God for.

Nothing hurts worse than being the reason for his pain and not knowing how you can fix it.

Trista Marie Whitler

"Nothing says "you've broke my heart" more than seeing the love of your life cry because of you"

Trista Marie Whitler

Things can change ever so quickly. It only takes a single moment. One second we may have something, and with the next it may be gone. Treasure everything that you have at this very moment, for it may not be this way forever.

Nicole Addison @thepowerwithin (via thepowerwithin)