Buy half-price lingerie and model it in your bedroom for yourself. Feel like you have a secret because you’re wearing black, see-through underwear while talking to your teacher about your next assignment. Glance at attractive strangers on public transportation. When they look back, hold their gaze for a few seconds. Smile. Get their number. Get off the train and never see them again, riding the high of your mutual minute of understanding. Accept more dinner invitations with people who spark your interest, romantically or not. Keep yourself busy with the things your relationship used to keep you from doing. Practice a hobby. Learn a new language and feel how good it is to say “goodbye” in a new way. Fuck yourself in the shower. Begin to appreciate sex in a way you couldn’t before. Sing along to pop songs without guilt. Buy yourself flowers to tuck behind your ear. Laugh easily. Let the ache hollow out more room for you to grow. When you catch your ex on the street six months later, smile when they tell you you’ve changed. Consider telling them you are a wildfire that burned over the places they touched. Consider reminding them you cannot know every space in someone by running your fingers over them. For a second, consider asking them to take you back and then laugh because you are no longer the same person they held. You are a wildfire and the world is made of brush. Go ahead and burn.
What To Do After A Break Up | Lora Mathis (via moonsads)
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I keep ricocheting between "I know he was not good for me and we didn’t quite fit. I am ready to find someone new and exciting who will embrace me fully" and "Everything was so perfect and we really could have been. I don’t know why it ended so abruptly. I want him back."
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There is not one person in this world that is not cripplingly sad about something. You remember that before you open your mouth.
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There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature.
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Note to self: every time you were convinced you couldn’t go on, you did.
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