Source: amargedom
Every one: You have to make time for yourself! me: *stays up until 1 am every night crying* Me time 😍💆
I still think “love you” and “i love you” are two completely different things
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Source: sexual-texts
tbh my music taste is so hard to describe like it’s literally everything except for the songs i dont like
attractive person: looks don't matter!
me, an ugly: *can't make friends*, *can't get into relationships*, *is second choice for everything*, *can't get away with most outfits*, *can't take pictures featuring myself*, *has severe trust issues over anyone seemingly liking me* ok
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This just seems pointless to me. Going to school, working until you die. What’s the point of living when the only thing you’re looking forward to is the end of day.
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and while I know he could never love me at all, I can’t help but think that when he smiles at me it means something more…
(via lavenderwriting)
She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, her fists balled up tight against her hips as she spoke with her voice close to breaking: ‘I know that this will never go the way I would want it to go. I know that the time and place doesn’t quite work. And I know that you may not even feel the same, but I feel like we fit together. I feel like our laughs complete each other, and when I curl up against your body it feels like your ribs were carved out to fit me. So I guess I’m saying that I don’t need anything to be perfect; I don’t care if this is messy. I just want you.’
She opened her eyes.
Except from a book I’ll never write (via lavenderwriting)
I felt his heart last night. I felt my heart too, like never before. My heart felt as if it was pulsating when his hand trailed down my arm to my waist. My heart grew warm and fuzzy, as if it belonged to be so close to his.
I hope his longs to be near mine too (via lavenderwriting)
