It’s strange, awkward, and maybe even a little sad when you talk to someone you used to be best friends with after a long time and they’re just a completely different person and they’re nothing more than a stranger with a familiar face.
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I haven’t been myself for so long. But I tell myself there’s nothing wrong with being gone too long, as long as I come back, right?
You never know how long your words will stay in someone’s mind even long after you’ve forgotten you spoke them.
(via deeplifequotes)
I deserve better than
ego
and pretending like he doesn’t care so
I’m gonna
doll myself up,
go out,
kick down the walls and
have a good time.
I’ll find in strangers the assurance
I needed from him,
in long stares and
subtle glances,
in the flirting from men
much older than me,
in the younger ones’ compliments,
“You’re so pretty”,
and it’s not that I needed him to tell me I was beautiful as reassurance,
but that I was wanted.
So when their attention soaks through the barriers I put up after he decided I wasn’t important,
it’ll make me feel
less impossible
to love.
Yeah, I’m gonna go out every night this week,
fill my head so fully with
new faces, silly take-you-home tactics, sugary smiles, and
drunken laughter that
when I get home
Saturday night and
jump into bed,
I won’t remember him at all.
Kayla Kathawa (via ninakathawa)
I swear I’m okay. I’m just tired. And no, not just the kind of tired where I’ve had a long day, but the kind of tired where I slept for 7 hours last night, and yet, I feel as though I haven’t had a good night’s rest in months. The kind of tired where taking a deep breath feels like carrying twice my body weight. The kind of tired where I feel as though I’ve been searching for you as if you were the last piece of buried treasure on this earth. The kind of tired that I fear no amount of sleep can ever cure.
Connotativewords | jl | Weak and Weary (via stability)
We’d just shared the last beer and slung the empty can out the window at a stop sign and were just waiting back to get the feel of the day, swimming in that kind of tasty drowsiness that comes over you after a day of going hard at something you enjoy doing — half sunburned and half drunk and keeping awake only because you wanted to savor the taste as long as you could.
Ken Kesey, One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest (via adderalldust)
A good laugh and a long sleep are the two best cures for anything.
Irish proverb (via ponceau)
He liked her with long hair so she cut it short.
Word Story by P.P. (via oceanflowerbird)
If you ever trip and fall in public, get up, laugh to yourself, and say to anyone looking: “Sorry, it’s just been so long since I’ve inhabited a body.”