When will it stop? When will I stop thinking about you? I’m hurting. And I am so damn tired of hurting. Please tell me how it was so easy for you to walk away. It seemed so easy for someone who said they’d never leave. You told me you would always be there for me no matter what. Well here it is 2 a.m. and I’m writing about how you left me. I can’t forget you like you forgot about me. I can’t stop loving you like you stopped loving me.
— Please stop (via still—alivebutbarely—breathing)
I tried to replace you, I tried to convince myself that I could move on, but I realized putting all the pain away is not going to solve anything and I’m not over you, not at all.
— It’s been 5 months and 21 days (via itshardtoseethepositivesinlife)
Something has changed in you. Towards me. You’re distant, cold. I don’t know what I’ve done, but I’ll leave you alone from now on if that’s what you want. Is that what you want? You know why I’d leave you alone? Because I care about your feelings more than mine. I love you. There, I said it, not just on some chalkboard. I would never let anybody or anything hurt you. I’ve never felt that way about anyone
Tate Langdon (To Violet - American Horror Story)