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THIS is why SexEd is so important!

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I don’t know what I’m supposed to do, haunted by the ghost of you.

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This scene was so strong and so important

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Look at those scratch marks. LOOK AT THEM. This was no misunderstanding. This person could’ve spoke a different language or not have the ability to speak at all and their message was still 100% clear and he 100% care only for what he wanted. Stop saying this BS. Stop joking about rape. Stop dismissing victims.

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gentle reminder that they weren’t your one chance at love and that you done your best to make things work with the experience and knowledge you had at the time. you will be happy again and you will meet someone who is right for you. but you need to learn to let them and the mistakes you made in the past go.

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almost 6 years later and the line “I bet it never ever occurred to you that I can’t say hello to you and risk another goodbye” is still being slept on

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I almost do // Taylor swift

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I’ve been collecting things in my chest, quietly placing them on shelves where no one can see them.

It is filled and cluttered with things I know I shouldn’t keep there.

- hushed potato

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the hardest thing i had to do this year was not to remember you as the person who loved me in ways no one else ever had before but to remember you as the person who left me broken in ways i didn’t think i could break.

it doesn’t matter how you loved me, it matters how you left me.

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i distracted myself and thought i was healing

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“He couldn’t see a future with me, and I couldn’t see one without him.”

— Why he’s fine and I am not. (via written-on-polaroids)

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“I wish I could have told you that your pain was also hurting me. But how could I? How could I add to your disaster like that? So I kept quiet, all the while letting it set me on fire from the inside. Now, you say that you have found your peace. I tell you that I am so happy for you. I tell you that I am proud. I tell you that I knew you would get there. I don’t tell you that I am still suffering. I don’t mention the third-degree burns you left, that no hospital will ever be able to treat. I don’t breathe a word about it.”

— Sue Zhao // I don’t even know what to call this

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“One day you will have had a really good day and you will call to tell me about it but when I answer the phone I’ll be crying, and suddenly you’ll feel angry. You will think, “why does she always have to be so sad? Why must she seek so much attention?” You’ll ask, “what’s wrong?” but you won’t listen. You might even put the phone down and make yourself a cup of tea. When the call goes silent you’ll come back and say, “I’m sorry you’ve had such a rough day.” And I’ll say, “ I’m sorry I keep going on about me. How was your day?” And you’ll start talking but you’ll talk a little too fast because you didn’t want to listen but now you feel guilty. And in the end, this is how we will go, with a toxic mix of guilt and indifference. And in the end, I hope you don’t blame me because I won’t blame you. I won’t blame you.”

— Sue Zhao