"Men aren’t stupid, and you don’t need a complicated set of rules to find a good one who loves you. Here’s the only rule you need: if a man loves you, he will do anything he can to keep you around. Anything."

— Kim Gruenenfelder, A Total Waste of Makeup (via simply-quotes)

"When you start to miss me, remember that you let me go."

— (via iwishtheseweremywords)

"If he leaves you babygirl, don’t chase him.
Don’t beg him to stay. Don’t send him sweet texts telling him how much you love him and it doesn’t matter. Don’t tell him how he is going to miss you or stuff like that. Don’t say a word. Just walk away. He will break his head for you baby. He will think about the fact that you didn’t said a damn word and it will make him wonder what he did. If he did good and made the right decision. At first he will leave it the way it is and be like ” fuck that shit “. But at one point it will haunt him. And let me tell you this. You did good. He doesn’t even deserve a damn word. The way he broke you is just heartbreaking. Sweetie, you have to know that your Prince will come. Don’t settle for less."

— Keep this in mind. // A.S.B (via poemsaboutyoubaby)

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There’s a little piece of me that holds on to the hope that maybe one day, we’ll make it. And maybe it’s silly and it’s certainly unrealistic because if you came back, I wouldn’t take you. I wouldn’t let myself get hurt like that again. I wouldn’t give you every part of myself just to watch you break it. But I still think about you sometimes and what we could have been. I still think about where I would be if you were still in my life. I still think about how open and loving and kind I was when I was with you, and how bitter and sad and heartbroken I became the day after you left.

But if you asked me if I would change anything about what happened between us, I wouldn’t say yes. Because I came out of this knowing I gave it all I had. I came out of this knowing I loved you as much as I humanly could. I came out of this knowing there wasn’t anything else I could have done to make you stay. I came out of this knowing I tried everything. And you can’t say the same, because you didn’t try as hard as I did. You’re the reason this is broken and sad and ugly. You’re the reason this isn’t beautiful anymore. It was your hands that did that, not mine. I don’t have anything to be ashamed of. You can’t say the same.

I mourned you because you were something worth mourning, because I had something I cared about, and I’m lucky to say I was a part of something like that. I’m lucky to have loved you so deeply. I’m lucky to have spiraled into a horrible heartbreak. And I’m lucky I learned how to pick myself back up. I learned how to be by myself. I learned to trust again. I learned how to be kind again. I learned how to love again. I may have fallen down, but I came back stronger. And you can’t say the same. You can’t celebrate yourself the way I can. You have nothing to celebrate.

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— (via achingchest)