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light-through-the-night:

Something I found downtown today. Undoubtedly written by a hipster. 
I love it.

light-through-the-night:

Something I found downtown today. Undoubtedly written by a hipster.
I love it.

(via just-a-skinny-boy)

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5 hours ago

(via lushwisdom)

(Source: motiveweight, via daniela-jaramillo)

Don’t ruin a good today by thinking about a bad yesterday. Let it go.
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6 hours ago

For my friend who asked me to write about getting over a lover. /// r.i.d (via inkskinned)

(via irish-martyr)

You get over him like this:

at first, you don’t. his name is a note you can’t
unsing

but

eventually your body gets bored
of making tears over the same person
who broke you.
your body says “listen up
it was a long time ago” and for a second
you feel whole but

you catch sight of him in a starbucks and your heart drops
and your hands shake and you want to throw up and
you can’t explain to your friends why this messed you up
because you’ve already talked their ears off so you go home
and have a good old-fashioned sob but

somewhere in that night or the next one or two weeks
down the road
the things that came to the surface start getting old and
you start turning over your relationship in your palms
until you discover the ugly things you’ve been hiding
from yourself and you think
maybe it’s wasn’t always heaven maybe
it was hell

and you write about him or cry about him or
get him out of yourself however you can, you
scrape yourself clean until there’s nothing left
and rebuild from the ground up and
some wicked part of you still wants to talk to him
just to say “look, i’m new now,
i’m different,”
but you don’t because you’ve straightened out
the voices in your head

and you write about him and make a stupid poetry blog about
red blood and black ink and you make playlists of songs
you found way after him and you
make yourself okay again eventually because

the truth is, you were whole before you found him
you have just forgotten how to be who you are
without him - don’t worry, my love
all it takes is a little soul-searching
before you rediscover
you are
better off without him.

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6 hours ago
moshturbate:

September 11, 2014, 3:13 PM

"You left the marks of love on me. You gave everyone the impression that you did it. You acted like you cared. You said you loved me. You showed me constantly, night after night, that you loved me. Not only physically but emotionally. You made me happy. I put so much time into making you happy. I put so much time into making sure you were ok. I care about you so much and I love you so much that I feel like my chest is going explode. So what gave you the fucking right to turn around and push me down. What gave you the fucking right to shut me out and yell at me and kick me down when I’m already kneeling. What gave you the fucking right to just drop me and leave, like a toy you just don’t want to play with anymore. I’m not someone who you can use whenever you feel like it. I have feelings and you just left me there. To rot. My insides are rotting because of you. They ache and tear and burn and sting. I want your love, I need your love. Yet you just left. Left me to fucking burn with no conclusion. So pardon me while I just burst into fucking flames. Maybe it’s my fault. Maybe I didn’t do enough. Maybe I should be sorry. Should I hate myself for not being enough? Should I apologize because I failed? I have so much hurt in my body from you. My heart has a giant hole in it, and it fucking hurts. I don’t know how someone can do this to you. I don’t know how you can care about someone so much that it physically hurts you from the inside. I have so much sadness, so much pain inside me that I don’t know what to do with it all. Just go away.

I just want to go away.”

moshturbate:

September 11, 2014, 3:13 PM

"You left the marks of love on me. You gave everyone the impression that you did it. You acted like you cared. You said you loved me. You showed me constantly, night after night, that you loved me. Not only physically but emotionally. You made me happy. I put so much time into making you happy. I put so much time into making sure you were ok. I care about you so much and I love you so much that I feel like my chest is going explode. So what gave you the fucking right to turn around and push me down. What gave you the fucking right to shut me out and yell at me and kick me down when I’m already kneeling. What gave you the fucking right to just drop me and leave, like a toy you just don’t want to play with anymore. I’m not someone who you can use whenever you feel like it. I have feelings and you just left me there. To rot. My insides are rotting because of you. They ache and tear and burn and sting. I want your love, I need your love. Yet you just left. Left me to fucking burn with no conclusion. So pardon me while I just burst into fucking flames. Maybe it’s my fault. Maybe I didn’t do enough. Maybe I should be sorry. Should I hate myself for not being enough? Should I apologize because I failed? I have so much hurt in my body from you. My heart has a giant hole in it, and it fucking hurts. I don’t know how someone can do this to you. I don’t know how you can care about someone so much that it physically hurts you from the inside. I have so much sadness, so much pain inside me that I don’t know what to do with it all. Just go away.

I just want to go away.”

(via moshturbate)

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6 hours ago

(via lilithelesbian13)

(Source: itsannaliousbabe, via widdlefox)

She moved on and I feel sorry for you, because she overlooked your flaws, your temper, your selfishness, your inability to love anyone but yourself. She could have anyone in the world, but she still chose you every time. All you are now is a crease in her past, a scar on her chest, a memory that fades faster than a photograph of you in a sealed box, hidden. Maybe now she will fight for someone who loves her, instead of someone who sucks the life out of her, never satisfied, even with her beating heart in his greedy hands.
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6 hours ago

laugh-until-you-drop:

if mermaids exist i hope they stay hidden because we’re just gonna end up killing them like we do everything else

(Source: laughing420, via third-star-to-the-right)

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6 hours ago

Jay Gatsby (Leo)

(Source: cloclounique, via 1734miles)

I wanna be your idea of perfect
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