The Fray _ Heartless Cover
ain’t that the truth..
(via postsecret)
unreal.
Her Morning Elegance - By Oren Lavie
you know the feeling you get when leaving the house, for an extended period of time- and you can’t help but feel a small empty hole inside you that keeps tugging and screaming “you forgot something”? Eventually it goes away once you:
A) roll your eyes upward with a throwback of your head and let out “fuck” because you remember what it is you forgot
or
B) unpack and come to the conclusion you left nothing behind.
I anticipate that feeling. When I leave the house, board the plane, unpack and even when I stay awhile. I know I’m leaving words unsaid, wounds open and pieces of my heart behind. Although, its a terribly unsettling feeling, its okay. Because, its not my fault. It’s not my turn. My hand is no longer outstretched. You’re up and deuces wild. don’t let me down.
Sigmund Freud
..i used to make excuses for someone very close to me - because i believed in them so passionately. This would have been one of those excuses. It took some time for me to realize that all those justifications of poor behavior weren’t going to magically pile together one day form the relationship or person i had wanted - and all they did was form a fictional character based on a real person - in my head.

