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We eventually will find the need to block people in our lives that are toxic and who never were there in a positive way. We shouldn’t have to share our lives or joys with anyone who is just going to distort the truth or over analyze every little thing you do or say. If your gut instinct says that this is person is going to be unnecessarily intrusive with your life, you probably going to be right. So don’t be surprised that after you blocked them from one account they feel obligated to create fake accounts for explanations of why you had to move on. And don’t be surprised to see that they will become offended with the fact that you are just living your own life. Intrusive people were born to become offended with everything you do or say so get used to disappointing them for not buying into their fake bullshit. Celebrate their absence from your life. Go to work. Enjoy your time with true friends and family, drink a bottle of wine, write a book or do whatever you want to do. It’s your life, so it’s time you start living it.
Joanna Strafford  (via joannas-writing-page)

Someday you’ll understand
what I meant when I said that word
What I meant when I rested the palm
of my hand on your chest and said, ‘Fragile’
What I wanted you to feel
when I started to trace your eyebrows
with my fingers and said, ‘I like this’
What I wanted you to believe
when I proceeded to trace the lining
of your eyes and repeated, ‘I like this’
And how I continued with your
nose and your lips, ‘I like this, I like this’
And how I gently passed your neck, ‘I like this’
And how my fingers stopped when they
brushed your left chest again, ‘Fragile’

Someday you’ll understand
what I had in mind when I said that word
What burning desire I had for you to know
that I wouldn’t break your heart
like the others did in your past
That I would never make empty promises
That you could trust me when I say
the words, ‘I love you’
That I would take care of that delicate heart of yours

Someday you’ll understand
how I felt when I said that word
How I was crying inside when I spoke it
How I felt the pain that you were denying
How I was determined to prove you wrong
How I would go through day and night for you

Someday you’ll understand
my intention when I said that word
Why I said it even though I was more
broken than you would ever be
Why I wasn’t willing to let you pay
for his and his mistakes
Why I ignored my own pain
and cried for you instead

Someday you’ll understand
what I wanted when I said that word
What I wanted you to realize
when I touched you there
To realize that I was ready to bleed for you
To bleed from the cuts on my fingers
as I pick up the fragments of your heart
and make it whole again

Someday you’ll understand
why I left my hand there and said, ‘Fragile’
Why I didn’t want you to make love to me
That all I wanted from you
was to let me love you
Even when I secretly wished that
you would fight for me too

Remy Raine, “When I Said Fragile” (via remyraine)
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