Varamyr schreef:
imma post my shit
Yeah. Does that hurt? Oh, yeah. I get it. That's just stimuli. You're reacting to it. You get used to that. Pain. You can get used to pain. You can adjust to it. You can adjust to pretty much anything. Just as long there's routine, right? Routine. Human mind, it craves it. It needs it. But if you take that away, that's when you start to lose your shit. When you take away day and night and food. No water, no patterns. You know what's crazy? Even though you know what's happening .. I am telling you it's happening .. Even though you know it, rationalizing it won't do a damn. People think torture is pain. It's not pain. It's time. It's time to slowly realize your life is over. Now all you got is the nightmare. // The Punisher
They say the past is etched in stone, but it isn't. It's smoke trapped in a closed room, swirling, changing. Buffeted by the passing of years and wishful thinking. But even though our perception of it changes, one thing remains constant. The past can never be completely erased. It lingers. Like the scent of burning wood. // The Punisher
You just stabbed the devil in the back and forced him to get back in the life he just left. // John Wick 2
Between deception and rampant abuse, he frequently, repeatedly, isolates and abandons you. // The Originals
All I wanted was to be a girl falling asleep in a boy’s arms and not caring about anything else in the world except how I feel right there with him. Just give me a hug and wipe away my tears. Smile at me and promise that everything will be okay. Sit here and listen. Tell me I’m fine the way I am cause it always sounds best coming from you. Hug me and say that I don’t deserve this because I’m starting to believe that I do. Please just once be there to steady my shaking hand. Be there to laugh away all my problems. Be there to tell me that it’s all going to be okay. And then you came along and your so much more then that. // Tumblr
As we grow up, we learn that the one person who wasn’t supposed to let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken, probably more than once, and it’s never easier the second time around. You’ll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You’ll fight with your best friend, and may even fall in love with them. You’ll blame a new love for things an old one did. You’ll cry cause time is passing too fast. You’ll eventually lose someone you love. Life is short, so take too many pictures, laugh way too much, kiss way too slow, cry way too hard, and love everyone. // Tumblr
Am I mad at you? That’s your main concern after shattering my whole world? Mad for what? Breaking my heart? Or for all the lies? Maybe for letting me put all my trust in you only to be betrayed? How about the fact you didn’t even have the decency to tell me to my face? Or the way you think it’s crazy that I’m crying over it cause to you breaking up is no big deal. Am I mad at you? No. More like crushed. Did I ever really know you? // Tumblr