eartheld:

mostly nature
I miss your voice, I miss you.
1. You hung up on me that night and you never called again. I didn’t know “End Call” meant End Everything. I stay away from the phone now, too scared of other people hanging up on me the way you did. Too scared of people hanging up the phone and hanging me up with it.
2. I still have your number memorized. Sometimes I wonder who I would call if I was in danger; I wonder if I’d dial 911 or if I’d dial your number. Sometimes I think about setting my world on fire and seeing who I would trust to save me from burning. But I don’t know if I trust you anymore.
3. I remember the first night I got so drunk that I couldn’t move. I called you and cried into the phone for an hour, and you listened to every word. Now my mouth waters every time I think about the liquor cabinet.. maybe a few shots would be enough to bring you back for a night. But maybe you’d be so busy drinking on the couch of your new apartment with your new girlfriend that you’d let it ring until it stopped. Just like how you loved me until it
stopped. can i call you? 10/14/14 (via depresant)
I am figuring out which parts of my personality are mine 
and which ones I created to please you. The Dust On This Poem Could Choke You/ Lora Mathis lora-mathis  (via suspend)
You think ‘Okay, I get it, I’m prepared for the worst,’ but you hold out that small hope, see, and that’s what fucks you up. That’s what kills you. Stephen King (via 5weetsorrow)
Wait for someone who tells strangers about you. Vodka thoughts #1 (via blossomfully)
He said that
We can
Still be friends.
But I think
He meant that
We can
Be the kind of
Strangers that share
Silent memories and
A passing smile
Every once in a while.

M.S.  (via senyahearts)

The saddest truth in the world.

(via ckgarden)