blurredbynes:

arent parents supposed to not make you feel like shit 

(Source: jetbag, via tryingbeatsdying)

"I loved a boy and you’re
wearing his skin and I miss
him, I miss him."
- anne, if time was measured on your body, I loved you between your wrist and the middle of your palm. Life’s gone on but you still have the same eyes, you still have the same smile.
(via anneisrestless)
"You’re so careful not to touch
me now - not my heart, not my
skin, not my hope. When we
talk I can read the silent rejection
letters: Dear Miss, we regret to
inform you that your affection
cannot be accepted at this time.
Maybe you think you’re being
kind by not leading me on, but
our friendship was built on caring
for each other long before I had
feelings for you, so while you’re
trying to push me away as a
crush, you’re also pushing me
away as a friend."
- anne, you’re so different now… (via anneisrestless)
"There’s no need in your voice
anymore, no longing or missing
when we spend time apart; this
was the first thing I noticed. You
get up for a glass of water and
don’t think to ask if I’m thirsty
too, you forget I’m behind you
and I have to catch the door as
it closes on me. These are tiny
things, but they’re all part of the
same problem: your veins used
to be so full of me that you saw
my face even when we weren’t
together, but lately you’ve been
forgetting I’m there when
we’re in the same room."
- anne, i can see you falling out of love with me (via anneisrestless)