Broken hearts.

Here’s something for the broken hearts and troubled souls.

This is just a phase, believe me.

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“What’s wrong with the broken hearted?”
I sighed, staring at myself in the mirror. “They tend to break more hearts.”

No one taught me about people like you, who wore disguises of home and happiness but in reality were hell and horror.


The scariest part isn’t the feeling of loneliness or the darkness surrounding the intense pain or even the depths of felt ignorance.
It’s the realization that you have intentionally surrendered yourself to isolation, deprived yourself of emotions, lost the ability to smile and sold your soul to agony.

Find more about my not-so-happening life on my Instagram page – womanonrampage


Be beautifully weird!❤
Much Love,

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