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it just hurt too much

and i couldn't even see who was hurting me

i don't know if it's even you

or just me

it hurt too much

so,

enough.

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If you want me, You need to show me. If I push you away, please just push back, and declare me as your own. Because I’ve spent my whole life being unwanted, And I need to be shown that I’m wanted. I’m scared, So show me I don’t need to be. And I will be yours.

(via everydaysogay)

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[AGGRESSIVELY THINKS ABOUT YOU ALL DAY]

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water leads to water water leads to rivers leads to oceans leads to you but are you in love with someone are you in love with someone new

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unsent: i know it was red hot chili peppers but what song in particular was playing when we decided to be even dumber about things and not talk to each other for a month? yeah sorry i need to blog about it.

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as long as i know where you are. (listen)

(1) love somebody // maroon 5; (2) 400 lux // lorde; (3) sweater weather // the neighborhood; (4) latch // kodaline; (5) every other freckle // alt-j; (6) ribs // lorde; (7) old money // lana del rey; (8) all i want // kodaline; (9) riptide (vance joy cover) // taylor swift; (10) can't stop // one republic; (11) dancing on my own // robyn; (12) bonus track

because what else do you do on a panicky-feeling-inside-your-stomach kind of wednesday.

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unsent: you are six days of total darkness

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old money || lana del rey

but if you send for me you know i’ll come and if you call for me you know i’ll run

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i feel more guilty about wanting you in front of me than i know i should wanting you in me.

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unsent: it'd be twice as nice seeing you somewhere i don't expect you to be than it is somewhere i do. and at least five times as unlikely.

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The Bed by Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec // “Ribs” by Lorde

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Ribs - Lorde

we can talk it so good we can make it so divine we can talk it good, how you wish it would be all the time

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swimming through that = what this feels like

i worry more about hurting the jellyfish

(c) Jane Woolf 

Jellyfishs, Vancouver, Aquarium

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funny how this started out as a joke but now i'm pouring my heart out.

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It was hard to feel the right emotions at the right times. They didn’t come at all when you set a place for them, and they sacked when you weren’t ready, when you were just innocently flossing your teeth, for example, or eating a bowl of cereal.

Ann Brashares, The Last Summer (Of You and Me)