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I keep foam stickers in my backpack to give to people who I think need or deserve one and they’re very colorful and I have an assortment of not only aliens but also dinosaurs and like as silly as it sounds I genuinely want to mail one of those stickers to Dan like I dunno if it would help but he could have a little purple dinosaur or a little green alien to stick on his fridge or whatever and I think that’s always a nice thing

Dan if you’re reading this go buy some foam dinosaur/alien stickers and put them on ur fridge like it’s definitely not gonna solve any of your problems but it’ll look super silly and you’ll feel like a seven year old and it’ll be great I promise trust me on this one I’m a scientist

Triggers

I remember
When I would see
All those black and white posts
And poems
About being alone
Or hurt
Or wishing for a second chance
And scroll right past
Because they meant nothing
They were silly to me
But now
Each and every one is like a trigger
To memories
Good and bad
And I’m sad
And hurt
All over again

Hey can you guys like or reblog this if you think we should be able to sell classmates/entourage members before they go to the admissions office

I just wanna know if any one else feels this way

It happened.
The one thing I was most afraid of happened.

You don’t love me anymore.
You can’t stay in the relationship, it is just no longer possible for you.
When you look at me you don’t feel anything anymore.

And I understand.
I always knew this would happen.
Always knew, that I’m not enough for you.
Always knew, that one day you would stop loving me.
Always knew, that it would end.

But you were my home and you still are.
You know me better than anyone else,
You were the reason I could survive.
You were my anchor, my safe place, my everything.
You made me feel so secure.

You told me we could do it.
That you love me.  
That you won’t let me go that easy anymore.
And I believed you.

That was nearly two weeks ago.
What happened?
How could this happen?
Was everything just one massive lie?
I just don’t get it.

I know this is a selfish wish,
but I can’t live without you.
I want you to stay so badly, even if it is bad for you.
Don’t get me wrong, I want you to be happy.
More than anything in the world.

But I just want my home back.