₊°𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳˓˚

I became peaceful the moment I stopped explaining myself to people committed to misunderstanding me.

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There was a version of me who believed love could fix everything. She grew up.

I stopped expecting people to stay. It made every goodbye a little quieter and every hello a little less dangerous.

Some nights I miss the person I used to be, but I know she wouldn't have survived what I did.

Some endings don't hurt because they're unexpected. They hurt because you knew they were coming all along.

I don't need a perfect ending. I just want peace.

Some days I smile because it's easier than explaining.

Even after everything, I still hope tomorrow feels lighter.

Maybe some hearts are meant to carry more than they should.