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Yeah, I'm dead to myself too.

1,156 days

This one is for

The lies I discovered;

The lies I haven’t discover;

For the times I caught you;

For the times I haven’t;

For the times I cut you slack;

For the times I didn’t cut myself some slack;

For the times I loved you more than I should;

For the times I loved you more than you deserved;

For the times I let you complacent.

1,156 days of them, but not anymore.

victorkrvm:

…All that remains is dreammaking and strange remembrance.” 

call me by your name (andré aciman, 2007)

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As time goes on, you’ll understand. What lasts, lasts; what doesn’t, doesn’t. Time solves most things. And what time can’t solve, you have to solve yourself.

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Ten years from now, make sure you can say that you chose your life, you didn’t settle for it.

—Mandy Hale, The Single Woman
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maybe

Maybe I’m incapable of loving

Maybe I don’t deserve love.

Maybe I’m flawed.

But I don’t care,

I am me.

And that alone is enough.

I am more

You think it’s all about sex and lust
I reckon it’s more
It is intimacy
It is reassurance
It is reunion
It is telling me I still look fine
It is telling me your interest is still here, not on the girls in the pornography videos you get high to
It is telling me you like me better though you chatted her up first
It is telling me I’m more deserving than I think I am

It is not lust
It is just helping to fill up the void that was empty all these months

But you don’t know because you’re not me
To you, I’m always just after sex anyway

You said

You said you like me dressed conservatively
I dumped away the indecent clothes

You said you like me without fake lashes
I’ve none of them in my closet since then

You said you like me in lighter lip colours
I don’t see red lipsticks in my bag anymore

Everything you said you probably forgotten
But everything you said you liked, I changed them all for you

But when it was my turn, you said it was all about me
You said don’t change you
But darling, you changed me all this while

They blame you anyway

They blame you for being depressed.
But they don’t know you can’t choose.

They blame you for being anti-social.
But they don’t know you have anxiety issues.

They blame you for not being independent.
But they don’t know you panic alone out there.

They blame you for not going to church.
But they don’t know you have nobody to go with.

They blame you for not taking the first step to make church friends.
But they don’t know you are always scared and you should probably start fixing your anxiety issues first.

They blame you for everything.
Sadly, you, the closest to my heart, is one of them who blame me regularly.

You killed me today.