•l i t e r a l l y g u i l t y•

ineloquence:

I was your Wendy Darling,

And you my Peter Pan,

Always ready for another adventure set in Neverland.

Sprinkle me with pixie dust,

And tell me to believe,

Everything is an adventure with you flying next to me.

Mermaids, fairies, crocodiles,

All was fun for a little while,

But there comes a time to let go of one’s fantasies,

And just like Wendy,

I had to let you go,

So I could grow into me.

Sometimes it’s time to outgrow friends who can’t have compassion. We may have been best friends for a few years, but you really can’t see. You think it’s drama, but look inside and realize. You over react to almost everything. You put a lot of blame, but were never on the inside. It’s all just hear say. I honestly don’t tell you close to anything. You’re just watching what’s “happening”; not really knowing what people are actually saying. Just seeing the projection of what people are “feeling”. You don’t know, and can’t ever sympathize. Do you really know how to feel? Or are you hiding from your own insecurities? Everyone is right and wrong in their own way, but you like to pick the seemingly “undramatic” sides. Whoever is cooler to you at the time. Im sorry, but when does it stop being worth it? No one knows what it’s like being them. I know I am strong and do all that I can. You don’t know my fears or ambitions. If that’s not something you can see, or at least try to see, then you really don’t know me at all. It’s probably time to say goodbye. I love you man but, you’re not meant to be around me.

loveisrecognition:

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puremf:

“Pain changes people, it makes them trust less, overthink more, and shut people out.”

— Unknown (via deeplifequotes)

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heavensghost:

Richard Siken, from Wishbone; Crush, 2005

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