I still love the people I’ve loved, even if I cross the street to avoid them.
— Uma Thurman (via quotethat)
I do all the things you used to hate. I dye my hair colors that make the church ladies stare. I go to bed without dinner and subside entirely on air. I make tea and pour cream in after. I give up reading. I give up The Beatles. I never eat another plate of scrambled eggs. I shape myself into someone you would dislike. My speech sharpens. My teeth turn to fangs. I let go of the softness that drew you to me. My fingernails itch to become claws and I don’t fight it. This is what it takes to survive. I let people into my bed that I would have walked right past with you. He is sad-eyed and needs my flimsy paper wrists to support him. I pour every late night with you into him, until he says, ‘I love you, I love you’ and I say, ‘Shh, you’ll ruin the fun.’ I do what it takes to forget you, and at the end, have more bruises than the ones I started with, but I can finally look at a sunset and not feel anything at all.
— I Practice Death To Forget You | Lora Mathis (via soggypoetry)
We look up at the same stars, and see such different things.
— George R. R. Martin, A Storm of Swords
8tracks radio | empty beds. (25 songs) | free study and sleep music playlist ↘
8tracks is Radio, rediscovered - empty beds. (1hr 36min) by nicoleparkhill in Toronto | music tags: study, sleep, sad, cry, and love |