— Clementine Von Radics

My biggest regret will always be not hitting you that night. Not kissing you that night. Not fighting for you that night.

You said you’d always leave a light on for me … you must of forgot to pay the electric bill.

I let you ruin me, and the worst part is I’d do it all again without a second thought. I’d beg for it.

Tell me every terrible thing you ever did and let me love you anyway.

Sade Andria Zabala, WAR SONGS (via wnq-writers)

no ones ever let me break my own heart like you did . . .

the diary in my head. 

“I went crazy when I was with you. I can’t let that happen again. Love is not supposed to do that. You made me go mad.”

— Effy Stonem

What a mess we made trying to prove we don't need each other.

“Were we ever meant to get it right?”

I’m still mesmerized by your writing, I hope I didn’t take that from you. Do you ever think about me ? I’m sorry it’s selfish to ask.

I wish I could see you one last time.

I wish I knew the last time was the last time.

It’ll never happen, but if it did,

I think my heart would stop beating. I think my lungs would refuse air.

And I think I’d die when you just look the other way without a care in the world.

Somewhere, there’s a version of us that survived.