“When I Accept Myself I Am Free From The Burden Of Needing You To Accept Me.”

me when i think about how much i had and how i could love every bit of information i got about a person, every word, every expression, every action, and now i don’t have the option to do that. i will never get to cherish every moment with someone like i cherished it with her, and i will never love someone the same way. i will never experience her love again, i will never hold her hand or have her skin touch mine. ill never hear her voice, her laugh, her delicate, beautiful pauses in the middle of a sentence. i hope to hold someone as dear to my heart as i held you, but i know it will be in a different way. i love you. so much. i wish i could let go and move on, i wish i could stop dwelling on my emotions. i could write on and on about how much i want you, i want you to be here so badly, but this wont help me minimize the intensity of my attachment to you, so im stopping here

repeating “my love is mine all mine” everyday in the mirror like an affirmation

{Quotes by : Khaled Hosseini, from "And the Mountains Echoed"/Margaret Atwood, from" The Blind Assassin".}

My toxic trait is I overthink and break my own heart.

is it a thing when i look in someones eyes and i can SEE their love for me in it or am i just viewing my love for them in THEIR eyes

- I Guess the Old You is a Ghost (#589: June 25, 2014)

hey sorry if i was offputting and strange and bizarre and weird as fuck last night i was just being myself

i think not feeling like a person is probably the most human thing lots of people are feeling right now. something disconnected us and we notice

everybody leave town i need to talk to myself on a walk for an hour and fifteen minutes

heart-to-heart in a parking lot 🍕

redraw of a piece from last december!