Heart won’t stop racing.

These thoughts cloud my vision, err my every last move, weigh on my chest like aa thousand pounds of foolish regret.

Clichés run through my head:

“Do not try to undo what has already been done.”

And the like.

What happens when you’re far beyond moving on, past forgiveness?

What happens when you become your greatest enemy, with no allies in sight?

(via yourmomwouldntapprove)

datebynumbers:

You’ve been to his apartment. You’ve made out. He’s paid for dinner. You’re what we 20somethings call “dating.” And then, you’re not. You either end up in a relationship or you don’t and more frequently, you don’t, and then you’re stuck with a choice: call it off or Slow Fade.

Let’s talk about…

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Don’t Waste The Pretty: on self-respect

Read this post if you haven’t. Immediately. 

(via singledoutinchicago)

(via singleinchicago)

I have a friend.

He keeps telling me, “Well you know what they say, you gotta get through this to get to that.”

I think it’s about time I’d start listening.

I wait for sleep, but he never comes.

snakesovchrist:

^^^

(via mizzjade)

Everything ends.

Sometimes before it ever begins.

Always easier said than done.

In other words; easy to give, hard to live by.