Sia, “Big Girls Cry”,
1000 Forms of Fear
(via wnq-music)
(Source: wnq-music, via fetus-burrito)
And I don’t care if I don’t look pretty
Big girls cry when their hearts are breaking.
it was the syrup bottle
(the things I would tell you-TRM)
You try to tell yourself not to care about him. You fail to pretend that when his name lights up your screen your face doesn’t light up with it. You pretend that you’re avoiding the moments, the memories, anything that reminds you of him. But guess what–you’re failing. Because even when you’ve convinced yourself that you’ve cleared him out of your mind, there will be a moment–believe me baby girl, there will be a moment–when you see one random thing, something that before you met him never would have come on your radar, that will shatter you. And the feelings and emotions and endless what ifs will come flooding back into your mind and you’ll wish that you’d never ended things; hell, you’ll wish that you’d never even met him, because if he had never come into your life then your world wouldn’t be shattering. But we both know that’s not true, because you know that you can’t imagine your life without him in it. Without him holding a piece of your heart.
the chaos of stars (via thereasonsiwakeupinthemorning)
(via placeulove)
And I’d choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I’d find you and I’d choose you.
