I drank you like the cure when maybe
you were the poison.
|—||Clementine von Radics (via hcauq)|
I’VE MADE A HUGE MISTAKE.
& I consider this my punishment for all the people I have wronged. What goes around comes back around and it’s finally catching up.
I’ve always wondered… how much heartbreak a person could take before they cracked. Myself, a year ago… was falling apart. Never could I imagine that I would have built myself up again and become better and not bitter. How I could still fully and undoubtedly believe in love. Is there a limit of heartache that each person can suffer… is there a love out there that is so great that once its gone it leaves you shattered? How many heartbreaks can I suffer before I become unrecognizable even to myself… or am I already?