naw, poo poo

nah

Thu, 23 May 2013 03:49:52 +1000

i take that back, im not smitten

yer a feg

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Thu, 23 May 2013 02:58:32 +1000

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Thu, 23 May 2013 02:58:28 +1000

ifeltblank: Come as you are, Carlos Galan rubio

Thu, 23 May 2013 02:58:24 +1000

ifeltblank:

Come as you are, Carlos Galan rubio

smitten

Thu, 23 May 2013 00:02:16 +1000

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Thu, 23 May 2013 00:02:05 +1000

"Stop ruining love by wanting it so bad."

Thu, 23 May 2013 00:01:04 +1000

“Stop ruining love by wanting it so bad.”

- Derrick Brown (via hellanne)

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Thu, 23 May 2013 00:00:46 +1000

"We are torn between a nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange. As often..."

Wed, 22 May 2013 23:59:28 +1000

“We are torn between a nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange. As often as not, we are homesick most for the places we have never known.”

- Carson McCullers (via vvolare)

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Wed, 22 May 2013 23:59:19 +1000

"Imagine if you suddenly learned that the people, the places, the moments most important to you were..."

Wed, 22 May 2013 23:59:14 +1000

“Imagine if you suddenly learned that the people, the places, the moments most important to you were not gone, not dead, but worse, had never been. What kind of hell would that be?”

- Dr. Rosen, a beautiful mind. (via pzychiatry)

despairludenberg: the-fandoms-are-cool: urbanfuck: my mother must be so proud of her lazy,...

Wed, 22 May 2013 23:59:11 +1000

despairludenberg:

the-fandoms-are-cool:

urbanfuck:

my mother must be so proud of her lazy, rebellious, anxiety-ridden, depressed child

your mother must be so proud of her strong, smart child who lives each day dealing with anxiety and depression and still holds on

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Wed, 22 May 2013 23:59:05 +1000

"Nothing can wear you out like caring about people."

Wed, 22 May 2013 23:59:01 +1000

“Nothing can wear you out like caring about people.”

- S.E. Hinton, That Was Then, This Is Now (via modernmethadone)

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Wed, 22 May 2013 23:58:56 +1000

butasparrow: touchmypopsicle: it’s kinda funny how when you get older you start to enjoy the...

Wed, 22 May 2013 23:58:46 +1000

butasparrow:

touchmypopsicle:

it’s kinda funny how when you get older you start to enjoy the things you hated as a kid like taking naps and getting spanked

the second one was kind of unexpected

but no one is disagreeing

guccier: it’s 2013 and food can still make you fat get it together science

Wed, 22 May 2013 23:58:40 +1000

guccier:

it’s 2013 and food can still make you fat get it together science

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Wed, 22 May 2013 23:58:37 +1000

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let's go to bed together until these wounds have healed

Wed, 22 May 2013 23:58:18 +1000

writingsforwinter:

I want you to kiss me harder than all the times you’ve looked in the mirror and seen all the She loves me not petals reflected back at you. Kiss me like this is the last day we have on earth, like the apocalypse is coming and all we can do is sit naked in the kitchen and eat cold cereal while we wait for the fires to come and burn down the houses and the apartments with teenage couples still in them. I want you to tell me what your first text message to her was like, what her reply was, what it felt like to press the send button without spell-checking first.

Every fortune teller will check your pulse and tell you that fucking someone doesn’t take the pain away unless you fuck the wrong person. You could get that advice for free. Some day I’d like you to put your finger on your own pulse instead and count how many times it throbs and then multiply that by 3,500 and add 309,000 and you still wouldn’t come even close to how badly I want you.

See, I went to your house once and your mom opened the door and said you were asleep, but when I went up to your room you were lying on the bed with your eyes open listening to all your favorite mixtapes. I remember when you showed up at my doorstep two years ago with a stack of CDs. Let’s record our hearts beating in unison and play the tape over and over again on repeat until the sound burns into our brains. I’d loop the sound of your breath on my iPod if it meant being able to feel your exhalations underneath my skin.

In psychology there’s a certain phenomenon that babies who are separated from their mothers will still be able to recognize their mother’s voice when reunited up to ten years later.

I think that even if you and I were separated by a continent or two, we’d still find a way to get to one another again.