hanthelion:

Have you ever been so exhausted from being around everyone to the point where all you want to do is curl up in your bed in the clothes you want to wear and close your eyes to your favorite songs. Sometimes loneliness is bliss.

(Source: han-alexander)

1112pm:

Sometimes when the sadness gets over bearing, you should take a deep breath in and scream at the top of your lungs, “Come and get me!” Who ever said it was foolish to make a fool of yourself? My mom recently told me that she still cries about him from time to time, usually in places nobody can see and only the hollows of the nooks and crevices of her car can echoe. To think that my role model and confidant has moments of weakness shakes me to my knees but she only finishes her story to look over and laugh, “But it’s okay to cry sometimes. Expect it more often than not. And when you do cry, let the tears come. And when you’re done, you’ll find yourself feeling a whole lot better.” And that advice has never held so true. So the moral of the story is simply that it’s okay and it’s going to always be okay. It’s okay to be sad in front of your friends (the ones who love you won’t mind and will be there until the sadness fades away). It’s okay to be sad, alone, to cry, alone, to be overly-dramatic and to think that the world is ending as you know it (as long as you are logical enough to snap out of the silliness and to remember your worth in this world that really isn’t ending). It’s okay to miss somebody. In the famous words of Georgopulus, “Miss someone until they come back, or until you come back, until their absence in your life becomes something to be avoided at all costs. Miss them until you don’t have to anymore, until you’re reunited in your favorite booth in your favorite restaurant ordering your favorite meal, miss them until it feels like you never left. Or miss them until you can’t anymore, until the things you miss are identified and cataloged as things and not a person, until you figure out that easy company and long talks and unblinking, all-knowing eye contact will find you again the way they found you the first time. Miss someone until you don’t.” Because that’s exactly what I have done and sometimes, still do. You’ll find yourself repeating the same process over and over again until you wake up on a different side of the bed and find yourself half-crazy wondering why you’ve been wasting your precious time on somebody who probably isn’t. And it’s okay that they aren’t. And it’s okay that you do. 

You ask how long does the pain last? And truth be told- it still lingers. I still cry. But to move on is on an individual all on his/her own. Don’t worry about the sadness that slaps you across your face just when you think you’ve finally found happiness. Hell, slap it back! (You’ll probably look crazy for slapping air) but I promise you, it’s okay. It’s always going to be okay.