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Those moments you feel utterly and completely alienated and alone are like having a sense of euphoria just out of reach and every time you get so close it's yanked away.

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If you show me you don’t give a fuck, I’ll show you that I’m better at it.

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One. You see her for the first time and she’ll walk right past you like you are a crack in the wall and she is a skyscraper with her head so high in the air and when you can’t sleep you’ll think about the way her eyes strayed into yours for a moment too long before breaking away and disappearing into the crowd of people. Two. She’ll look both ways before telling you she loves you under her breath and when she hugs you her eyes scan the empty room as if the walls had eyes and ears and mouths that could give you away. Three. When she’s curled up on your lap shaking with mismatched breaths you’ll wonder how someone who looked like she carried mountains on her shoulders could crumble so easily in your arms like the tornado in her mind finally hit her and knocked her off her feet. Four. In half-light she’ll run her fingers over your arms like she is reading words carved into your skin, binding them together into the perfect metaphor and you’ll hear it playback in your head at 4am when your head runs wild with thoughts of her. Five. You’ll find a safe haven on rooftops and abandoned rooms where she’ll set fire to your insides with hushed breaths between kisses planted perfectly on your lips and make you wonder how dangerous it is to play with wild flames while your body is made of paper. Six. You’ll stare God right in the eye and tell him that if loving her was a sin then you want no place in heaven with him because the way her lips fit perfectly on your neck is a type of paradise you’ll never forget.

The six stages of falling in love with her. // by rb (via realxst-kris)

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You tend to distance yourself from others because you feel that they’re going to leave anyway.

Unknown (via prkbee)

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#ughhh #this is one of the few few times where I’ve seen caroline feel 100% SAFE #not just physically safe #but safe to feel and think and SAY and do whatever she wants #and know it’ll be ok #that she’ll not only be accepted #but cherished and loved for who she is #all of it #and the fact that it makes tyler so happy #that he can be there for her the way she’s been there for him #I HATE EVERYTHING #JUST UGHHHHHHH (candyumbrella)

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And leave me be..

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You are allowed to be alive. You are allowed to be somebody different. You are allowed to not say goodbye to anybody or explain a single thing to anyone, ever.

Augusten Burroughs

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X

Aw. You're too sweet.

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send me a ''X" if you would be sad if i deleted my account

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I crave space. It charges my batteries. It helps me breathe. Being around people can be so exhausting, because most of them love to take and barely know how to give. Except for a rare few.

Katie Kacvinsky, First Comes Love (via deurim)

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Shut up you tactless sheep. Christ.

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I'm finally off that blog. That -- that is hell. That's what that blog is.

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Look at this house we found by the river today

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I don’t mind working in the morgue, cleaning corpses and prepping them. The only part I hate is when they blink on the autopsy table.

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