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is it worth it? to have felt it all and lost it all a hundred times over? to make wrong decisions and live with the consequences and feel your heart ache for what went wrong? to make right decisions and still suffer with knowing you did what was right, yet it hurts you all the same?

"is it worth it?" is a dangerous question. one side says "no" with the ferocity of an abandoned child, one which demands to know "why, why did this happen?" over and over. the other says "yes" with the kindness of the girl in the shop that complimented you in the queue, her gaze lingering on your eyes with a gentleness you've never seen before.

your heart still beats. it is your choice.

is. it. worth. it.

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some people like to say that you are who you surround yourself with. i like to think that i am a blend of everyone i have ever loved. they are all parts of me and i am a part of them. i love sitting in the passenger seat as you drive because you love to drive. i love the colour pink because it reminds me of you, and you saved me. i love those melodies because it is you that plays them and you make me happy. i love those stupid photo angles because they make you laugh nonstop. i love those songs because you love those songs.

i love the world because you reminded me how to live and how to love and every day i remind myself of that. you created me and i love you each day for that.

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you are my friend. i want to tell you i love you, but not in the romantic fashion. you're everything i've ever needed. the way you speak, the way you smile, the way you ask me if i'm okay. you are perfect. your songs make me smile and cry and you are part of why i love that room so much. you are hope and you are nostalgia and you are home. to me.

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"However, there is no award for accidentally befriending the most groomers. If there was though, it would probably go to me"

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i wander around pointlessly. pretty faces flash by. how is it possible to feel alone when i am surrounded by so many people? i am reminded again and again that i am not alone. i am not alone. or am i?

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nostalgia is like home. it is nowhere and everywhere. the piano plays in my mind.

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East wind

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on his way to ruin an orphanage‘s christmas AND halloween

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lmfaoooo

I forgot I made this

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here, have a lazy technomap

VOUCES! TONIGHT. WE STEAL. POTATOES!

*LOUD CHEERING NOISES*

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i should do this too

how do you guys feel about my lock screen

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did u know: according to scientists, in October the mitochondria turns into the frightochondria and becomes the haunted house of the cell

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+ Bonus Sparrow Ben:

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Real shit

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boop ✨️✨️

fuck it homebrew boop button. reblog this post to boop the person you reblogged from.

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i really wish lmao

i had a dream moistcritikal started covering preschool drama And preschool drama only

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