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i think the funniest and realist thing i’ve realized lately is how troubling idealization can be. every person is just… a person. the very people you want to impress or be apart of are just people. even if they seem wildly intimidating because of the way they look or because of their reputation, every one is just a person. human. as embarrassing, as remorseful and they are going through stages of growth just like you are. we only see what we want to see and then drown ourselves further in our own depression and we don’t have to.

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I forgot what it felt like to be forgotten until now. I think I will always be the person that’s looked over - It’s almost like I am unimportant to almost everyone I’ve said this before ( and I’m sure I’ll say it again) but one day I’ll be remembered and valued by my friends  

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Home doesn’t feel like home without you here. Home is when you hold me close and I bury my face in your neck. Home is when I roll over in the middle of the night and you, barely awake, move to put your arm around me again

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why is everything so hard but not actually that hard just i cant do it

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Detail: Herodias, 1843, by Paul Delaroche.

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MACH & MACH Official

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Will I always hate myself

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Radial Circles Embroidered Atop Vintage Photographs Act as Multi-Faceted Color Swatches

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Is it even worth trying at this point

I fuck up everything

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loving you is the easiest thing i’ve ever done.

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me: *literally about to burst into tears for no fuckass reason*

me to me:

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I don’t want to grow with anyone else but you.