𝑼𝒏𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 ׁ֪ 

Somewhere between “I remember” and “I don't care anymore,” there is an entire version of you that nobody ever gets to meet.

کاش هیچوقت آدما عوض نمیشدن یه سریاشونو واقعا از ته دل دوست داشتم.

You constantly hate on ppl? I don’t judge you heal yourself

Also

Dont you want to stop this already ?

Life has gotten so strange sometimes you just don’t know how to put it into words.

It’s so sad.

There’s no revenge here. We both messed up. You couldn’t love me the way you should have, and I couldn’t bring myself to leave you.

Maybe some people don't enter your life to stay. Maybe they come just long enough to change the meaning of a song forever.

Adulting is realizing that sometimes you make decisions you just have to learn to live with and grieve.

There are things I never threw away not because I still need them, but because they once belonged to a version of me I loved.

Perhaps the saddest kind of nostalgia is missing a life you didn't know was happening while you were living it.

Maybe healing is not becoming who you were before. Maybe it's meeting the person you've become and finally deciding to stay.

Maybe being loved is not someone holding you forever. Maybe it's someone knowing exactly where you're fragile and choosing to be gentle there.

Some people feel like a place you've never visited but somehow already miss.

If my heart had a bookshelf, your name wouldn't be on the cover of a book. It would be written in the margins of all of them.

She stopped texting first. Not because she didn’t care, but because she got tired of proving it alone.