Pain is a pesky part of being human, I’ve learned it feels like a stab wound to the heart, something I wish we could all do without, in our lives here. Pain is a sudden hurt that can’t be escaped. But then I have also learned that because of pain, I can feel the beauty, tenderness, and freedom of healing. Pain feels like a fast stab wound to the heart. But then healing feels like the wind against your face when you are spreading your wings and flying through the air! We may not have wings growing out of our backs, but healing is the closest thing that will give us that wind against our faces.

C. JoyBell C. (via kushandwizdom)

I’d do anything to forget you.

I was screwed from the start (via yoursixwordstory)

09.27.14 the honest hours.

I was able to let it out and cry it out. And it helps that someone understands my worry, because that person is part of the actual situation.

The honesty I got from our talk and All the other possibilities that that person told me had me haywire I admit. But honesty is what I need. I don’t want sugarcoated words that would give me false hope.

I am not saying I am being pessimistic about life. That person did tell me that is not what I should do. However, “it is not worth the risk anymore”, Because “so much is at stake”. And yes, i fear that side of the story.

"I don’t want to discourage you, but there is a possibility you are just giving meaning to his actions". The phrase that slapped me that intend to wake me from superficial fantasies. Funny how much it hurts, Hearing it from my own bestfriend who knew that situation at hand well, made me hurled.

"Stupid feelings, stupid attraction, stupid me". It was never my intention to fall. It was suppose to be platonic. I was fine being "one of the boys", why did that have to change. Why all of the sudden, I am begging life to change the recourse of my life and make me the princess for once and not just the forever overlooked wingman.

Stop the mix signal,stop treating me like i’m so special if you’d suddenly treat me like you don’t know me.

Stop the mix signal,stop treating me like i’m so special if you’d suddenly treat me like you don’t know me.

I want to talk to him but I don’t want to cling on him, because at the end of the day. I’m just his bestfriend…nothing more.

Atleast I realized it fast enough. Even though it hurts like hell, this is better.