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1. I know letting go may feel like hitting pavement but sometimes staying is like getting hit by a train you’ve seen coming for miles.
2. There are symphonies that are screaming it is going to get better. Listen to the music.
3. The most fight you’ll ever feel is from inside your heart.
4. Nostalgia is only good for telling you bedtime stories. Don’t let it tuck you in at night, don’t let it keep you warm.
5. Keep the moments that you wish could live on for a gazillion years close to your heart, never let them burn out.
6. You’ll find someone that’s not them. You’ll love again and it’ll be pure and significant in its own way.
7. They remember it all. They’ll see how much you impacted their lives much later.
8. You may hate high school, but it’s when it’s almost over that you get flashes of when you were young and passed notes with your first love in art class and had talks with teachers that really mattered and you’ll want it to slow down. Take it in, there’s good in everything.
9. Sometimes the one that was your perfect match will be the one to watch you burn.
10. What’s meant to be yours will always find its way home.
11. It’s okay to change without them. Remember that you are the main character of your story.
12. Music cures it all.
13. Telling the story of how I fell in love with you still warms me from the inside out. Teach me how to let go of you.
14. Falling out of love makes you feel like you’ll never want to do it again, but the feeling of your heart dropping when he tells you he’s wanted you all these years is worth the stab at the end.
15. You jump off the cliff hoping there won’t be daggers at the bottom, and when you’re young you think you know how much it’ll hurt. When it comes, you’ll realize you had no clue.
16. My biggest fear was not being with you. I’m becoming someone without you, and it doesn’t feel right.
17. The nicer you are, the more beautiful you become.
18. One day you’ll meet again, and it’ll be just as scary and beautiful as the first time.
19. You’ll find your person. You may not recognize them at first because they’re not as shiny as they are in the movies, but you’ll know by the calm they bring.
20. Thank God for him.
21. The boy who runs in my dreams isn’t as dishonest. He holds my hand whenever I need to feel less alone and I sit around his kitchen table and talk to his mother about poetry. She goes on to say something about how statistically people are more afraid of love than anything else and the things I don’t say- tell her all there is to know about me. That I’m afraid beyond measure of what love can do to a person. Because I spent the last two years loving someone who didn’t know anything other than tearing apart the sole purpose of my existence. The boy who runs beside me in my dreams convinces me that love isn’t always teeth and bite marks. In my dreams, my scars aren’t there because I never tasted a bitter love before. The boy in my dreams loves me enough to let me meet his mother and destroys the idea that love is what I came here to die for.
22. Maybe love stays, maybe love can’t. Maybe love shouldn’t.
23. I glance off in another direction, but I always glance back at you.
24. Things that are sweet like this attract the worst kind of hungry.
25. I don’t think you’ll ever realize you changed everything for me.
26. I found faith that summer. The lips told stories I fell asleep to, the hands promised to hold on. But bliss is temporary when you pull your hands away from your eyes, and summer only lasts 3 months.
27. Let it pass; April is over, April is over. There are all kinds of love in this world, but never the same love twice.
—  27 Things to take into 2017, roseyheartbeats 
This dude’s got on full body paint and hair shit and full everything. He’s doing pull ups with trap music playing. I walked in and said ‘What’s up, Boss? What are we doing?’ He don’t miss a beat and he said 'I need you to get me some shit.’ That’s how we met. that’s all we’d ever done. He starts listing things over the course of 15 minutes while he’s working out.
—  Jim Parrack on meeting Jared/Joker (x)
I remember driving out of the city in the middle of the night with the Moon as my only companion. I was a living carcass of a love that was not meant to be and everything that failed to be complete. I remember driving endlessly, only to find myself atop a hill. The night was breezy and strangely peaceful. I did not know where I was, but it felt like I was still on track, like I had been found. I was all alone, all by myself without a shoulder to lean on, but I was not lonely. That was when I came to realize the beauty of solitude.
—  Lukas W. // The beauty of solitude

@ all of you calling life is strange’s dialogue ‘unrealistic’ for its 'cringiness’… don’t think i don’t see you. don’t think i don’t see you 20-somethingers suppressing your memories of unironically saying 'it’s over 9000’, typing in leetspeak, telling your friends in hushed whispers about rule 34, and quoting homestuck memes in regular conversation. don’t think i don’t see you, current-day teens, calling yourself cinnamon rolls and soft smol beans, drawing yaoi of the founding fathers, and dabbing out in public.

life is strange is a rare 100% true-to-life depiction of teenagers. they are exactly this cringy irl, and dontnod entertainment are the only ones brave enough to admit it. you are all cowards

There’s a corner of my heart that is yours. And I don’t mean for now, or until I’ve found somebody else, I mean forever. I mean to say that whether I fall in love a thousand times over or once or never again, there’ll always be a small quiet place in my heart that belongs only to you.
—  Beau Taplin

“BAD VIBES FOREVER”
I don’t know what hurts more, losing people or losing myself,

I hear things ya know? and talk to myself, I try not to be crazy, keep my composure and be strong, I am strong, but weak at the same time, if that even makes sense, the mystery behind me isn’t anything cool, or exciting it’s depressing, it’s sad, I’ll always be alone in my mind, with my actions, lies, motives,

I’ll always lose people because I’m at never ending war with myself, I lean on people to save me from myself, when in reality the only way to save me is to kill me,

my depressions comforted me for so long, I’ve to some degree become fond or even used to it, I can’t blame my mom , or the girls who loved me for leaving, in the end all there is, is me, it’s not rewarding or suprising , this character I’ve become , is it even me? is this what I wanted? I’m not sure,

the nightmares, sleepless nights, crazy thoughts, they all play a role, I had someone who could ease it ya know? and I made it my goal to ruin it, literally, she was so good to me, she was my heroin, or “heroine” I broke her, completely, but not only to ruin her, to build her, and she hung on , for so long, for so fucking long,

now I’ve reached a point where I can no longer progress, I’m in a pond with a canoe rather than in the ocean around me in a sailboat,

nothing excites me, nothing will give me joy for to long, only pain and sorrow is what has made me feel or comforted me,

being suicidal dosent exactly help these habits either, I had a drug stage where I would pop pills on pills, just to not feel anything at all, I’d get lost, and than create a motive,

the problem now is that my motives are always surrounded with these evil intentions, I’ve come to think I’m literally a villain at heart,

the thing is , villains are necessary for a story to go about, but, they never find love, or comfort in reasonable motive, just the craziest the things, when im good im sad, when im bad I feel alive, but than I hate myself after,

my insanity has been feeding on me since I could walk, I’d only prayed I’d found someone who figured it out and had the patience to keep me, to disregard the pain and only feed me love, it’s selfish of me, I know, but where are you, angel, my wing ridden angel,

save me – xxx

—  xxxtentacion

There are no pens in your toolbox—not because you don’t need them, but because you don’t need to actively obtain them. In a world where every commodity is carefully tracked and distributed, pens are the exception, floating freely in unoccupied space. You may have a pen with you right now, but if you don’t, you could certainly find one in a couple of minutes, and no one would mind if you took it.

No other product is like this: You don’t drive your car, drop it off somewhere, and grab the next one you see lying around. Pens are rarely used start to finish by the same person. When was the last time you bought a pen, used it for a long time, and saw it through to the end of its ink supply? Or bought an actual replacement ballpoint cartridge? Never.

Look at the pen nearest you right now. Do you even know where it came from? Is it imprinted with the logo of a company you’ve never heard of?

We spend our lives drifting through an ephemeral sea of pens, using them and letting them go, like spent I overs—finding, lending, misplacing, replacing, discovering, dismantling, piling the components on our desks and playing with that little spring. If there is any evidence for creationism, it can be found in pens: They exist all around us, but no one knows from whence they came. We know only that they are good, they are here to serve us, and some people can spin them around their thumb.

-Surviving Your Stupid, Stupid Decision to Go To Grad School, Adam Ruben

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We make concepts such as crippling self-esteem and depression a joke. I see on memes, I see on the subtle relatable jokes between me and my friends. These concepts have become 2nd nature to us. 

But should they? I know a lot of my followers have gone through a tremendous amount of pain and suffering. We can’t control what life throws at us. But as I have found, it’s not what want happens to us but what we choose to make out of it.

So beginning today let’s take a step toward positive changes. Shed all self-doubt. There is absolutely nothing to be afraid of.

This quote “I can and I will” is powerful. You can find happiness. You can find peace. You are deserving of good things. Instead of shirts, I chose ordinary household objects like a pillow, a clock or a journal,  so that it’s something we may look at every day to remind ourselves.

I’ve chosen the lavender because not only is it my absolute favorite plant but it also most commonly symbolizes love and devotion. Lavender represents opportunity and promises new adventure. It restores balance and creates a peaceful atmosphere. 

The Hetalia countries as random Spongebob quotes

EsItaly: I’ll have you know I stubbed my toe last week and only cried for 20 minutes.

Germany: Welcome to the Salty Spittoon. How tough are ya?

Japan: And say hello to used napkin!

America: You like Krabby Patties, don’t you, England Squidward?

England: Just blew out of Stupidtown?

France: ALL I KNOW IS FINE DINING AND BREATHING.

China: Can I be excused for the rest of my life?

Russia: You’ll never guessed what I found in my sock last night.

Poland: Am I a pretty girl?

Prussia: I can’t see my forehead.

Austria: No, Prussia Patrick, mayonnaise is not an instrument.

Lithuania: I’m a good noodle!

Romano: Ravioli Ravioli give me the formuoli.

Canada: I’ll remember you all in therapy.

Greece: The inner machinations of my mind are an enigma

Turkey: LEEDLE LEEDLE LEE

Estonia: I’M UGLY AND I’M PROUD

Iceland: Imagination.

Norway: INDOORS INDOORS, INDOOOOOOORS.

Denmark: I’M READY I’M READY I’M READY

Finland: He has such a way with words…

Sweden: Happy Leif Eriksen Day! A tinga tinga torgen!

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→ “There are also things that cannot be protected with power alone.”
“I won’t exchange anything that would cost me my life… anymore.” 

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All my life I’ve never been anywhere without feeling like I should be someplace else. Like I hadn’t found where I belonged. But when I’m with you, steadfast and solid, I know I am in the right place. The only place where I know for sure who I am. Wherever I belong, Barry Allen… It’s with you.

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the important thing is not what you were born into, but the people you choose, the family you make for yourself.

Bruised (Richie/Eddie) 8/12

 Summary: It’s 1993 and the summer from many years ago is dead and gone. Many have drifted apart from the Losers club and its at the point where there is no club at all. The atmosphere is cold just like the winter months and the only blushes to be found are the ones that are caused from the piercing spikes of cold that heat skin up. Being a teenage boy is hard; especially for the two boys that now count each other as strangers. In which both boys make a plan, but both disrupt each others.

Warning(s): Panic Attack scene mixed with vomit

A/N: I quote from my favourite poetry book Salt in this part, s/o to whoever sees the ref!

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Eddie walked into his home, his heart hammering in his chest and washing his blood around his system at a high rate; after checking stuff off his bucket list such as skipping school, smoking a cigarette, kissing someone and stand up in the back of a car/truck of some sort with the wind in his face (bonus points that it was to Hey Jude) he was feeling starstruck after such an eventful day.

It was all because of Richie.

Eddie felt breathless, but in the best way possible. For once, he wasn’t reaching for his inhaler despite him losing it. For once, Eddie had rebelled for once in his life and didn’t regret a minute of it.

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I still miss you but it’s not the same anymore. I won’t call and I refuse to let my hands reach out for you because I have learned the hard way that you are not a place I can rest upon. You were never a safe place for me to reside in and there was nothing sacred about the way you disarmed me if it was only for your convenience. I became soft for you. I lost my fear of stepping out into the open and I did it for you. I never should have. I should have retrieved my heart on the day where all the casualties began to pile up on my side of the battlefield. And even then, in the death of everything good that I used to be, I still found ways to love you. Maybe they weren’t always good. But I did my best. Even from here, years after the soil has forgotten all the blood I spilled there, I am still loving you in the only way I know how- with my hands at my side, a phone call log that doesn’t remember your phone number and a heart that still loves you but has grown too tired to try to make a home amidst your war zone.

12 | You’ll Never Walk Alone

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WORD COUNT: 5,987

series warnings: mature themes, strong language, violence, substance abuse, eventual smut. this chapter contains graphic content such as violence, torture, death, light smut

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