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Sometimes I wonder

if you ever think of me, of the moments when you exposed your softened edges instead of your knife blades. 

I wonder if you still remember how I smell or how my kisses felt on your angry lips.

 I can’t help but feel like a fool, I always taste forbidden fruit, but you, you were worth the damnation; your flavor is addicting, I’ll crave you until the day I die.

 I wish so much that I could go back, relive my time with you so I could appreciate it more. 

You still take my breath away, I still get butterflies. I can still see you smiling on my front porch, I can still feel your kiss, I can hear your voice. 

God, I miss you so much. And I’ll always wonder if I am truly happy because you’re not in my life and you were my happy. I keep thinking the addiction will wear off but it doesn’t. Its been months and I still crave you. 

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You know what’s fucked??

Is that I’m in love with a guy but I live with a different guy and the guy that I love is living with a different girl but loves me

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I’m back bitches

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Friend: I can’t believe it’s Fall already. Summer is over…I’m so sad :-(

Me:

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Someone please help me get the fuck out of here. I’m going to pull my fucking hair out. I’m not a mom. I’ve never been a mom. I didn’t birth your child, I shouldn’t be obligated to care for it. My babies died. 

How is this fair?

How is it fair that some people have all these kids they don’t want and don’t take care of, but me, I would die to have what they have. 

How is it fair that my boyfriend treats me like shit because he can’t have his son here but when he’s here he just treats both of us like shit? How can he have everything he could ever want and still be an asshole? 

I had a miscarriage on the toilet and nobody seems to think that’s a big deal. It’s a big deal to me. A really big deal. How can you call me a “baby killer” for wanting to have sex with you? You’re supposed to be my boyfriend! Yeah, you already have a kid, good for you. But how come mine mean less?

How can my mom tell me that I didn’t have a miscarriage? That I’m just confused? How? I guess I can’t give her much credit for being a mom prior. 

This isn’t fair. I’m still hurting inside. Nobody sees it and nobody cares. 

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And I think the thing that terrifies me most is that one day, you’ll be the story I’ll tell my daughter, when she’s curled up in bed, wrapped in blankets and heartbreak, when she hasn’t eaten anything in days but the voicemails he left her, when she hasn’t been able to sleep because the goodbye that broke her shatters her bones all over again every time she closes her fucking eyes. And I’ll climb into bed with her and she’ll lay her head on my lap and I’ll try to brush him out of her hair and her tears will soak through my shirt and I’ll tell her about the boy I met when I was sixteen, who sat next to me in math class, who I fell in love with after two weeks, who saved me, who fucking destroyed me. And I’ll tell her about how it hurt. It hurt so badly it almost killed me. It hurt so badly my mother stopped going to work so she could stay home and make sure I didn’t take too many pills. And then I’ll tell her about how it got better. How it stopped hurting. How I stopped bleeding. My mother went back to work. I got out of bed. But I won’t tell her that sometimes I still have dreams about you and can hardly breathe the next day or about the pictures of you I have hidden in the attic.

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I hate seeing these posts that are like “reblog in __ minutes or your _____ will die” literally what the fuck kind of sick joke is that do you not realize how anxious or nervous or paranoid or worried that could make somebody feel, that shit seriously needs to stop it is beyond fucked up, it’s a stupid ploy to get notes and it needs to END

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The teen pregnancy rate has been cut in half since the 1950s. #ThisGeneration

Smoking has also dropped by 50% #ThisGeneration

The abuse and availability of drugs has actually been in drastic decline. #ThisGeneration

The U.S. homicide rate is currently the at lowest it has been since 1962. #This Generation

Searches for porn have been reduced by half in just the past ten years. #ThisGeneration

The average IQ score has seen a dramatic increase, mainly due to our increasing ability to process symbols. #ThisGeneration

The high school dropout rate is at half of what it was in the 70’s. #ThisGeneration

But somehow the last generation remains largely convinced that we are bad and stupid people because they cannot comprehend advances in technology and society. #LastGeneration

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REBLOG IF YOU ACTUALLY READ TAGS

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I’m still learning.

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There is a very large chance I'm about to be alone but I needed some quality time with my cat