which is why we’re still here. :) that, at least, makes my days easier.

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rachelfabrays:

HILLS KILLS IT IN THIS ONE. This is one of my favorite songs. Ever. Also, Faberry.

God, THIS SONG THO!

“As You Turn Away”

Standing face to face
Wrapped in your embrace
I don’t wanna let you go
But you’re already gone

Now you kiss my cheek
Soft and bittersweet
I can read it in your eyes
Baby, this is our goodbye

Nothing more to say
Nothing left to break
I keep reaching out for you
Hoping you might stay

Nothing more to give
Nothing left to take
I keep reaching out for you
Reaching out for you
As you turn away

Let go of my hand
So I can feel again
Nothing’s gonna hurt as much
As that final touch

No we can’t be friends
Cause I don’t think I could take seeing you
And knowing where we’ve been
I hope you understand

Nothing more to say
Nothing left to break
I keep reaching out for you
Hoping you might stay

Nothing more to give
Nothing left to take
I keep reaching out for you
Reaching out for you
As you turn away

One step my heart is breaking
One more my hands are shaking
The door is closing
And I just can’t change it

Nothing more to say
Nothing left to break

Nothing more to give
Nothing left to take
I keep reaching out for you
Reaching out for you
I keep reaching out for you
Reaching out for you
As you turn away,
As you turn away,
As you turn away…

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One more thing: the reason it took me forever to get to you a lot of the time was just because I cared enough to look nice for you. I felt you deserved that. Some girls, while in relationships, let themselves go & I didn’t want to be that girl. Not because I was looking for excuses NOT to be with you. I just wanted you to think I was pretty. Maybe even tell me.

What I’ve learned today: “sleeping off the pain” WON’T make it go away when I wake up. Most days, I’ll be ok. I can be happy. (when my health doesn’t fuck it up.) but, I HAVE good days. I have the ABILITY to genuinely laugh, smile, hope, plan, be excited, and even get butterflies. (even if it’s from a character off of one tree hill, lol.) the point is, somewhere beyond all of the grief, mourning, tears, disbelief, anger, resentment, and hopelessness…I believe I can do this. On my own. I have this. Don’t get me wrong, I still have hope for “one day”, but in between now and then, I HAVE to keep living. I can’t let nights like last night (depression and health issues) get the best of me. I HAVE to keep living. I’m meant for more than this. My mistakes and sadness do NOT define me. Goodbye, small town and ALL of you who continue to put me down here. I’ll be looking down on you from the top, when I make something of myself. You will NOT win. On that note, goodnight followers. You have NO idea how much each and every one of you mean to me. ❤

bllonde:

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