Hopeless romantic

What screws us up most in life is the picture in our head of how it is supposed to be.

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Happy New Year!

[sintiva-deactivated20220801]

bryson tiller is so hot and the fact that he’s a great dad is just fueling the step mommy in me😮‍💨

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She know she bad, but what's new

Maybe the baddest.

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[remanence-of-love]

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No one:

Me: Shawty a lil baddie. Shawty my lil BooOooO thinggggggggggggg

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Please follow me on my new account

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Wildin.

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When you’re ready you know where I stay..

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[4am-reflections]

love is not rational and it isn’t supposed to be. it’s okay to fall in love with the boy everyone wants. it’s okay to fall in love with the boy who lives on the other side of the world. it’s okay to miss someone you just met. it’s okay to fall in love fast. because love is not rational. love is hearing their voice for the first time and knowing that you want to hear it say i love you love every night before bed for the rest of your life. love is thinking of them every second you aren’t speaking. love isn’t supposed to make sense. it’s supposed to make you do things you never thought you would. it’s supposed to be a whirlwind, a hurricane, that’s what makes it so amazing.

4am

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[fuckyeahmaygan]

Have you ever watched the person you love slowly lose interest in you? It starts off little, you can’t quite put your finger on it, but something is different, something has changed. Everything feels slightly off, off like a monday. You can almost hear it in their voice, you can see it in their eyes. You think it’s you, you start over thinking every single little thing, wondering what you did, where it all went wrong, how you can fix it. It starts off with little things like waking up to no text, calls become fewer and farther between, the lack of effort, emotion and the excuses begin to pile up. Soon it starts tearing you apart, the feeling of not being good enough begins to make you feel physically sick. Soon you find yourself hysterically crying in your car at three in the morning because you can’t hold yourself together anymore. You know it’s coming, you know you can’t do anything to stop it. The aching doesn’t stop.

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You know I was thinking, what if I met him earlier?“ she said while smiling slightly. “What if I met him on the time when both of us were free to look in each other’s eyes for as long as we want? I mean, how would it feel if I am the one he met first? I can’t imagine how wonderful it would be. As if it would feel like there were thousands of bright little stars that surround me. As if everything I see would fascinate me. I wanted to feel that. How I wish I met him on the time when no one seems to block my way towards him.” she looked down at her hands and said, “I…I…just wonder what would it feel to love him closely. To love him wholeheartedly.”

ma.c.a // Last Glance (via vomitingwords)

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Feeling worthless has become the norm..