Another Broken-Hearted Girl
facing-death:

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Get drunk, I need the truth.
(via betrunkene-seele)
voguenne:

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voguenne:

I may dissect each little thing and put myself out there so much but at least that means that I still care. (…) You may not get hurt or make an ass of yourself that way but you don’t fall in love that way either. You have not won. You’re alone. I may do a lot of stupid shit but I’m still a lot closer to love than you are.
He’s Just Not That Into You (via fuckyeahreasons)
- So what now I’m just supposed to turn from every guy who doesn’t like me? There’s not gonna be anybody left.
He’s Just Not That Into You (via fuckyeahreasons)
Girls are taught a lot of stuff growing up: if a guy punches you he likes you; never try to trim your own bangs; and someday you will meet a wonderful guy and get your very own happy ending.
Every movie we see, every story we’re told implores us to wait for it, the third act twist, the unexpected declaration of love, the exception to the rule. But sometimes we’re so focused on finding our happy ending we don’t learn how to read the signs. How to tell from the ones who want us and the ones who don’t, the ones who will stay and the ones who will leave…
And maybe a happy ending doesn’t include a guy, maybe it’s you, on your own, picking up the pieces and starting over, freeing yourself up for something better in the future. Maybe the happy ending is just moving on. Or maybe the happy ending is this, knowing after all the unreturned phone calls, broken-hearts, through the blunders and misread signals, through all the pain and embarrassment you never gave up hope.
He’s Just Not That Into You (via fuckyeahreasons)