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I fucks with it

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I’ll never get tired of waking up to this

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As I sit here in my bed leaning on something I couldn’t figure out I’m typing these words hoping that it’ll reach you. Please tell me you’re doing alright, tell me you don’t need anyone tonight. I wish you are smiling and laughing without pretending I may sound redundant but I do hope you aren’t faking anything. As I sit here in my bed leaning on something I can almost figure out I remember your eyes It seemed like you were looking for something, the one that could ease the pain. Now, I want to see your eyes again, but with a look of contentment and not an image of a person crying his heart out of solitude. As I sit here in my bed leaning against the back of my demons I saw myself in the mirror and there you are, lying on your bed and I, sitting on it. I hope you aren’t thinking about me but instead about the lesson you’ve learned when you were still “me”. Someone’s going to love you now Even if they knew about the hidden scars you keep hiding in your heart. You will fall, cry, but you’re a new soul, you will  succeed.

Words I Want My Future To Know; jl. (via pendingletters)

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Paradoxically, the ability to be alone is the condition for the ability to love.

Erich Fromm, The Art of Loving (via fyp-psychology)

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...In her/ you have seen the color and shape/ of your perfect life and now the children,/ the house, the arguments about tablecloths,/ they are all fading like things left in sunlight,...

Future Tense by Neil Hilborn

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Crying isn't going to help

I pointed the gun at the sick bastard who killed my wife. He sobbed as he feared for what was to come. I pulled the trigger.

If only he spoke and tried to reason with me then maybe he could’ve lived. But that was obviously not going to happen. After all, he was born just a few minutes ago.

By HonestRage  

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in the dark my body doesn’t end at my finger tips/instead bleeding out into a space i can’t calculate the mass of but that i know is massive/i am a giant in these spaces/i am more than a giant/i am limitless/we are limitless.

Shopper's Beef by The World is a Beautiful a Place

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https://twitter.com/oh_kasey/status/578935970516635649

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shoutout to me for still not having my driver’s license

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I will lie here forever and sing to you all the things I stopped myself from saying when we were alive.

Neil Hilborn

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After floating and Feeling like home Your planet is alien.

Rooster Martinez

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And maybe you're afraid of forgetting. Maybe we are, and ever will be, our own memories.

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I just want her to know that i cant spend another day trying to make myself believe that she isnt the one i want to be with.

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I hate living in Texas.