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"I whispered to the only one I knew would listen: the moon. I told her of those deep brown eyes, and how you could make anything and everything sound beautiful. That your kisses always tasted like whiskey and pine sap, but soon the things I loved most about you were the things that slowly started burn. The nights are when I can collapse beneath the stars and scream ” I knew this would hurt”. You can’t take away my moon and the stars that come with her."

- (via the-desolate-heart)

"As I slowly submerged myself into the deep abyss I whispered to the rushing currents that I still wanted you. I kept painting flowers for you and would always see your face in the stars. The letters that I sent were always labeled return to sender, I guess you were too busy or maybe you were just stronger than I ever was. My drowning heart still paints the words you promised into my skin. I tried to wash them away but I ended up sinking further and further. You never loved me and you never would. I need oxygen, but all I can think is how lonely it will feel to lay at the bottom of the ocean and not have you next to me."

- (via the-desolate-heart)

"I am helpless as the sea at the end of her string.
I am restless. Restless and useless. I, too, create corpses."

- Sylvia Plath, from Three Women (via violentwavesofemotion)

(via minto-the-pieknight)

"I wanna see you but you’re not mine"

- Undo, The 1975 (via w1tchcult)

(Source: justanotherjuno, via chaeronea)