There's Nothing Worse Than Too Late
megg:
(jaim, notmyself43)there are worse things than
being alone
but it often takes decades
to realize this
and most often
when you do
it's too late
and there's nothing worse
than
too late.
- Bukowski
The Ex Files
Because texting your ex is a bad idea. Calling your ex for any reason is a bad idea. Drunk-dialing and drunk-texting are especially bad ideas. But you have to do something, and you're driving your friends nuts.
Hence, The Ex-Files. Not really a journal of breaking up and moving on, but a collection of the things you think when you drive by an ex's house and the car's not home, the way you feel when they don't call when they say they will, the things you want to ask or say or scream or carve into their car doors. The things that you have to say but are better left unsaid. This is the place.
If you have a story/quote/rant/thought to share, email me: thingsyoullneversay[at]gmail[dot]com
Hence, The Ex-Files. Not really a journal of breaking up and moving on, but a collection of the things you think when you drive by an ex's house and the car's not home, the way you feel when they don't call when they say they will, the things you want to ask or say or scream or carve into their car doors. The things that you have to say but are better left unsaid. This is the place.
If you have a story/quote/rant/thought to share, email me: thingsyoullneversay[at]gmail[dot]com
Aug 16
lover why do you leave on the day i need you the most (via i am AMANDA)
Aug 14
Yes, I know.
(via blueoneiam)
Fortune.
do they make "I want my book (and heart) back, asshole" cards?
The last time I had to tell this boy something very important I used a lot of gas and wrote it in a card with a bad pun involving friendship and lattes on it. It was quite an awkward night, and most of the awkwardness had NOTHING to do with that card.
He is a smug cunt and I hate him.
Why can’t I stop thinking about him?
Aug 12
How Things Change...
I used to love that The Ex and I worked in close enough proximity that we could take little lunch dates when our schedules permitted but after running into him at my favorite little sandwich shop today, I’m not so thrilled. In fact I am horrified and devastated that I can no longer safely go there. I’ve been going there forever. I’m the one who took him there. When we split up belongings, that little shop belonged to me. IS THERE NO PLACE SAFE ANYMORE???
Let it go sunshine..
(lyrics Mandy Moore - Looking forward to looking back)
It’s about being strong on your own. And not depending on anyone.
I know I will survive (disco is now stuck in my head awesome)
Aug 08
“ I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly without complexities abide. I love you because I know no other way than this. So close that your hand, on my chest, is my hand. So close that when you close your eyes, I fall asleep.
—
Patch Adams (via thresca)
Awwww.