Sono viva. 
Solo nel mondo reale, però. 

I’m not going, 
‘cause I’ve been waiting for a miracle, 
　and I’m not leaving.

thedixiewolf:

this is so accurate. except, reversed.

Now and then I think of when we were together
Like when you said you felt so happy you could die
I told myself that you were right for me
But felt so lonely in your company
But that was love and it’s an ache I still remember

You can get addicted to a certain kinda sadness
Like resignation to the end, always the end 
So when we found that we could not make sense
Well you said that we would still be friends
But I’ll admit that I was glad that it was over

But you didn’t have to cut me off 
Make it like it never happened and that we were nothing 
I don’t even need your love, but you treat me like a stranger
And that feels so rough

Now you’re just somebody that I used to know.
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know.

Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over
But had me believin’ it was always something that I’d done

But I don’t wanna live that way
Reading into every word you say
You said that you could let it go
And I wouldn’t catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know

yeah. I’m happy about that fact.

I’m in that phase of a relationship in which you never spend enough time with your person , but at the same time, when you spend too much time together, you end up being sad, extremely sad, when he leaves. 
What the fuck, man. 

The whole point of breaking down and falling is so you get to realize it’s not that difficult to get up, right?