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    I push everyone away because I know they deserve better than me. I’m a horrible fucking person and I’ll make up any shitty excuse to not be close with them. I hate myself for it but I know they’ll be better off without me. I have ruined countless relationships as well as friendships being like this. I can’t help but feel guilty that they’re wasting their time on someone who isn’t sure they even want to be alive. I don’t want to hurt people because it’s all I seem to do. I have even resorted to lying and telling people I love deeply, that I don’t love them anymore. I can’t even stop myself from doing this anymore. It’s a habit now and I don’t know how to quit.
    what the fuck is wrong with me (via anobodybutsomebody)
    So here it is: my walls are up because the last time I pulled them down, someone came along and messed me up. And I… I didn’t think I’d ever get out of it, not whole anyway. And when I did, when I finally found myself okay after so many tears I thought, no one is worth this. So I put my walls back down, high than high thinking I would not let anyone ever knock them down again. But then you came along. Now I’m not sure of anything. Is it worth the risk, to let the walls down, to take that leap of faith, to allow myself to fall, with you, tell me is it worth it?
    If you’re going to love me, you might as well dig your own grave. Loving me is disaster; it’s hell. I will love you so fucking hard you’ll feel it digging into your bones and when i leave, that love will leave cracks. You’ll feel my absence in the depths of your heart eating away at everything you ever felt for me. I will break your heart and write about how you shattered mine.
    baby what happened to us? (via 4amheartbreak)
    So let’s say that theoretically I really like you, and theoretically even though it sounds moronically cliché and overused, you give me butterflies. And just for kicks, lets add that all in theory of course you may be one of the most wonderful people I have ever met, and hypothetically my heart beats ten times faster when I see you. Do you think that you would supposedly (and in the most theoretical sense) feel the same way?