The thing no one tells you about falling in love is the loneliness of missing them. Falling in love with someone from across two bridges, a tunnel and state lines. There's cravings that will never be fulfilled, a never ending lust for an interaction that is otherwise deemed impossible. When it's 3am and I've collapsed into my pillows from the overwhelming emptiness that hovers over me at the early hours of the morning, there is no driving over for a hug. There is no midnight fast food runs or early morning diner dates. There is no "come outside" or "open the door." And on nights like tonight when I crave your arms more than the oxygen in my lungs, the extra distance between our hearts strings a little more than usual.
Nadia Starbinski, from “excerpts from the book i’ll never write”
And then my soul saw you and it kind of went, ‘Oh, there you are. I’ve been looking for you.
Iain Thomas, I Wrote This For You (via goodreadss)
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Boredom is devouring. Checking my phone repeatedly after some times. No new notification. No messages. Same songs again and again. Same books. Same room. Same me.
fantasma no quiere compañía
Раньше я боялась сильного шума
Но теперь я боюсь тишины
Заполни пустующее пространство
Праздными словами...
Me preguntaste por mi autoestima que segun tu era alta , me preguntaste que porque nunca nada me afectaba. .. la verdad dudo que mi autoestima pueda bajar más de lo que lo está , talvez por eso parece que las palabras no me afectan tanto como antes
Un buen libro desahoga corazones
Me debato entre si eres inocente o ignorante
Why's everybody want to be alone Why's everybody want to stay at home
Emptiness.
It’s not the best quality, but the thing is in the helicopter and in the sky.