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Tell her she’s yours while you’re sliding your fingers into her.
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I think right person wrong timing is one of the most painful things to go through.
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Fuck parties man I just wanna drive to the lake and look up at the stars w someone I love
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I barely knew you, Marius Sperlich
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do you ever need a ten minute hug, but only from a specific person
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an aesthetic that will never go out of style: making others feel loved, needed, and important 
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““How long would it take?” I turned to her as the sound of her voice filled the silence between us. “How long would it take?” She repeated herself, “To let someone go, to not feel the pain across your chest when you think of them?” “It will take a while,” I answered eventually, crossing my legs, “Maybe days or months or even years,” I continued, “But it will happen eventually.” She let out a sigh and closed her eyes for a short moment. “What if I just can’t let go?” She said in a quiet voice, “If that’s how it will be for me, then how am I going to live like that? Just how?””
—  Lukas W. // Forgotten Words #200 // How do you let go?
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you numb yourself with shows and music, books and poetry
to ignore the overwhelming sense of loneliness, hiding the fact that you don’t have friends
posts of family and nature mask another reality, you are alone. and no one is around to care
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I have learned that feeling empty sometimes is okay. I’ve got to refill myself with something at some point. Art, love, solitude, random acts of kindness. I really don’t know, but that’s what makes being whole again so exciting.
Juansen Dizon, Emptiness (via juansendizon)
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