I gave you things I wasn’t sure I even had.
|—||Miranda July (via atmosthetic)|
'Even if it's over, you should smile and remember the good things', they say. And I can't find enough words to say how there's no such thing as 'good things' to remember, for the pain he put me through tainted all that was good. Inside the box of memories there's bitterness that cuts like broken glass, and nothing more.
I get way too sensitive when I get attached to someone. I can detect the slightest change in the tone of their voice, and suddenly I’m spending all day trying to figure out what I did wrong.
|—||Humans of New York - Amman, Jordan (via atmosthetic)|