fun drinking game
take a shot everytime you feel like you wanna die
spacenoidjusticewarrior
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i drove my car into the city to forget you. instead i awoke the next morning in the back seat with an empty bottle of Jack in my hand. i guess i can never forget you…you loved whiskey, after all.
me: *is into someone* them: *does one small inconvenient thing* me: okay nvm that was fun while it lasted
Instead of giving love room to expand, we box it in with our expectations. How can you expect love to last when you demand that it meet your conditions, and you act as if you own another person?
H.H. the Karmapa (via thecalminside)
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there’s a future version of me who’s proud I was strong enough
I’m so afraid of losing something I love that I refuse to love anything.