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“She was both an old soul and a free spirit. It was hard to understand her, but oh lord did you want to try.”

— Excerpt of a book I’ll never write #166

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“Even after hurting me a million times, he would still ask me why I couldn’t ever trust him.” she said bitterly. “But see, that’s the thing with toxic people. They’ll stab you in the lungs and then ask why you’re having trouble breathing.”

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““I love you, but you just make me so sad.” She whispered quietly enough to not wake him. “And I so badly want to go back to the way things were, but every time I look at you now I feel little edges of my heart cracking apart.” She kisses his chest with the next words, “I love you, but I have to love myself now.””

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Anonymous asked:

I’ve scrolled and scrolled through your page, being touched by your words and experiences. I feel compelled to say that if you ever need an extra friend, I would love to lend an ear. You have such an incredible talent, by the way! I hope to see some of your work published someday.

If one person were to buy what I published I would feel like a success lol, you all are so supportive and amazing. ❤️

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That must be the most bizarre part about falling for a friend. I don't think I ever really "fell in love with you" in the traditional sense. I think my heart actually loved you this entire time, it just took my brain awhile to catch up and say, "This is it, this has been the one you've been waiting for."

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My soul is at a constant tug-of-war between having a happy heart and a melancholy mind. I think that is why I am so positive toward others and sad toward myself.

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I'm tired of explaining why I act in the ways I do, or why my heart beats in the way that it does. How are we able to open up the depths of our souls to people and then one day eventually move on and forget them forever? As if we were two strangers in the world who'd forever keep each other's deepest secrets?

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I truly believe this world wasn't created for someone with my heart, it hurts too much.

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Sometimes when I'm sad I'll envision myself 30 or 40 years into the future. I think about her looking into my present life and how hopeless I felt about so many things. And then after, I imagine her laughing at me with tears in her eyes, I picture her saying that it'll all work out and my life will end up okay. That I found the love and the life my soul had been searching for.

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Anonymous asked:

I wouldn't have normally done this because being socially awkward I'm socially network awkward. But seeing as I've been crying looking through your archive I mustered up some courage to tell you I have been alone for so long after my horrible experience but reading your words and seeing your eyes I realized I could the confident man I was before and I could find another woman beautiful. I don't know maybe I'm bound and determined to not be happy. Hell I'm surprised I've made it this far.

My heart aches reading this, I truly hope that I have given you just a little bit of hope for yourself. Remember you are the vibes you attract, and I wish you the best on your journey.

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“There are two reasons why people don’t talk about things; either it doesn’t mean anything to them, or it means everything”

— Luna Adriana (via silly-luv)

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doing risky shit because you lowkey wanna die

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Anonymous asked:

have you tried yelling

37q-archive answered:

i have no idea what youre referring to but of course ive tried yelling

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I completely and utterly refuse to understand half-loves. How do you only half-way fall from a building? Drown in a river? You are either all in, or you are not at all. Because when my love is lit, it may begin slow but it will eventually end up catching like wildfire. I will wholly love every part of your soul until I have charted every secret world you have ever lived in and thought you have ever kept hidden in-between your ribs. I will memorize the indentions of your hips and the way your eyelashes twist and topple together. I could never half explore your depths, just as I could never half exist. When I love you, it is whole.