It hurts to become.

"It’s all a waste of time. Everything begins only to end. The moment you were born you began to die. That’s how it is with everything."
Janne Teller, Nothing
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"Children betrayed their parents by becoming their own people."
Leslye Walton, The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Ava Lavender
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Someone be my friend please.

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I went through my old posts, and andferdinand is really kind.

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blankslate:

you drain your heart sideways

you write poetry on your phone
in a bar

it’s bad, bad news.

your father’s calling, his chest is
pounding.

your mother’s calling, her blood is
drowning.

everyone who hasn’t already left
is threatening to.

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brickhomes:

jokes are not funny anymore
because they didn’t come from your mouth
how dare you die in this ugly way
mom doesn’t want another man
you ruined her
with your enormous love
how dare you
you need to read this
it’s important
your absence makes my days feel empty
sometimes
i think we have those jeans you liked a lot
lying around somewhere
but if not
that’s ok too

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"I said to the sun, “Tell me about the big bang.” The sun said, “It hurts to become.”"
Andrea Gibson
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"I really don’t know what ‘I love you’ means. I think it means ‘don’t leave me here alone’."
Neil Gaiman
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"There are a million ways to bleed. But you are by far my favorite."
Iain Thomas, The Scars You Love
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we are in love but love makes me crazy.

warsanshire:

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this is where love comes to die
i say, pointing to my body.
all my friends laugh
they think i’m joking.
the sun is a yellow sari hanging on my neighbours clothes line.
this is how easily electric turns ordinary
this is how miracle becomes mundane
this is how all our phone conversations end with your tired voice begging
please, just stop crying.

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luxmendax:

tell me the story
about how the sun
loved the moon so much
he died every night
to let her breathe

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poemsbydes:

it took my mother
3 days to give
birth
to me

and you wonder
why i take
so long
to leave
things
behind.

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halfdope:

IM SORRY IM SAD
I WOULD LIKE TO DIE
BUT I WONT BECAUSE I KNOW THIS WILL PASS
MY FATHER TOLD ME HE LOVED ME AND I DIDNT SAY ANYTHING
I AM A BAD FRIEND BUT I AM SO SORRY
I REALLY NEED THIS
IF I DIDNT, I COULD LOVE YOU BETTER
I NEED SOMEONE TO HOLD ME WHILE I CRY
I AM CRYING AND NO ONE IS HOLDING ME
DRUGS ARE BAD PROBABLY
BUT I DONT THINK I REGRET THEM
FUCK I AM SO SORRY
I AM SO FUCKING SORRY
I AM SO FUCKING SORRY
I AM SO FUCKING SORRY

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