White Northern Lights in Finland
You will meet the love of your life. It may be your childhood sweetheart. Or a summer fling. It may be the person you crave to talk to at 2 AM when everything is dark. Or it may be the person whose name you silently scream for 24/7.
He'd smile at you as if you were everything that mattered. He'd hold your hand when you cross the street. Even when it's warm out and you've got sweat all over your palms, his fingers would be intertwined beautifully among yours. He'd hug you tight when he sees you and before you leave. He'd walk you home every night, taking the longest routes just so he can spend more time with you. He'd kiss you until all the air in your lungs is his as well. Until your lips are sore and your tongue is numb from the fireworks in his mouth. He'd whisper 'I love you' in the middle of the day or as you fall asleep at night. He'd sweep you off your feet and you crash into his arms.
And sooner or later, he is everything that you are.
Then the day comes when he has to leave. For Canada. For school. For work. For a new life.
And you are powerless against it.
You cry yourself at night, knowing that no matter what people say, distance does matter. You feel the air leaving your lungs, scratching your throat and leaving your mouth in a silent scream. You try to move on. To have a life. And you succeed for a while. Until he calls you once more and the walls you've built with your blood and tears go crashing down in a matter of seconds.
I'm sorry you ever had to meet me.
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Punk’s not dead; it’s got 9 lives.
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I’m sorry, I’m on mobile, and i forgot that your blog is not my dash
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You are stronger than you realise.
You are crueller than you realise.
The smallest words will break your heart.
You will change. You’re not the same person you were three years ago. You’re not even the same person you were three minutes ago and that’s okay. Especially if you don’t like the person you were three minutes ago.
People come and go. Some are cigarette breaks, others are forest fires.
You won’t like your name until you hear someone say it in their sleep.
You’ll forget your email password but ten years from now you’ll still remember the number of steps up to his flat.
You don’t have to open the curtains if you don’t want to.
Never stop yourself texting someone. If you love them at 4 a.m., tell them. If you still love them at 9.30 a.m., tell them again.
Make sure you have a safe place. Whether it’s the kitchen floor or the Travel section of a bookshop, just make sure you have a safe place.
You will be scared of all kinds of things, of spiders and clowns and eating alone, but your biggest fear will be that people will see you the way you see yourself.
Sometimes, looking at someone will be like looking into the sun. Sometimes someone will look at you like you are the sun. Wait for it.
You will learn how to sleep alone, how to avoid the cold corners but still fill a bed.
Always be friends with the broken people. They know how to survive.
You can love someone and hate them, all at once. You can miss them so much you ache but still ignore your phone when they call.
You are good at something, whether it’s making someone laugh or remembering their birthday. Don’t ever let anyone tell you that these things don’t matter.
You will always be hungry for love. Always. Even when someone is asleep next to you you’ll envy the pillow touching their cheek and the sheet hiding their skin.
Loneliness is nothing to do with how many people are around you but how many of them understand you.
People say I love you all the time. Even when they say, ‘Why didn’t you call me back?’ or ‘He’s an asshole.’ Make sure you’re listening.
You will be okay.
You will be okay.
(21 things my father never told me)
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Adults: don't talk to your parents like that! they deserve unconditional respect, love, and obedience even though i've never met them and have no idea what kind of people they are
Adult schoolteacher: Do you want me to call your PARENTS and tell them how you were behaving? *assumes parents aren't abusive*
Adults: family is awesome!
Adults: blood is thicker than water!
Adults: your parents love you!
Adult media producers: *create thousands of stories where families love each other ~~no matter what~~*
Adults: It's really easy to get out of abusive families! just tell an adult :)
Adults: *don't teach kids how to recognize abuse*
Adults: *normalize physical abuse as 'discipline'*
Adults: It's hard to take anything kids say seriously haha
Adults: *takes abusive parents' word over their kids'*
Someone save me from myself.
Fck.
You're the reason why I will never trust again. My fucks would be as empty as my soul. Smiles would never touch these lips once more. All because of your lies and betrayal. So if anything ever happens to me. It's all on you. My blood will be on your hands.
I understand why people cut themselves now It feels so much better to have the ability to control your pain
I trusted you with all that I was, am and ever will be. And that's where I went wrong. N E V E R T R U S T A N Y O N E P E O P L E S U C K A N D T H E Y W I L L F L Y Y O U U P T H E S K Y T O T O U C H T H E C L O U D S A N D F E E L T H E S U N T H E N L E T Y O U F A L L W A T C H Y O U S C R E A M I N P A I N A N D T E L L Y O U I T W A S Y O U R F A U L T F O R L E T T I N G G O