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i want to know what bears think sometimes

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[strunnng-outtt]

Do yall see those 120mg oxy’s… fuck me

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THE STORY SO FAR // SOLO 

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[drug-land]

kiss kiss

[hellish-b0y]

“I stole her heart away and put ice in its place.”

— Charles Dickens (via quotemadness)

[wordsnquotes]

“People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that’s what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life. A true soul mate is probably the most important person you’ll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a soul mate forever? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then leave. A soul mate’s purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life…”

— Gilbert, Elizabeth. Eat, Pray, Love. (via thelovejournals)

[thelovejournals]

There’s unconditional love there. You hear that phrase a lot but it’s real with me and her… She loves me in spite of everything, in spite of myself. She has saved my life more than once. She’s always been there with her love, and it has certainly made me forget the pain for a long time, many times. When it gets dark and everybody’s gone home and the lights are turned off, it’s just me and her.

Johnny Cash  (via wordsnquotes)

[wnq-writers]

- You’re just 18, you’re too young, don’t get pregnant or marry someone to quickly, - they pleaded. - You’re 25, come on, it’s time to think and start doing something, you don’t need any kids, focus on your career, - they preached. - You’re 32, what are you thinking? Do you want to end up as a single crazy catlady? - they cried. - You’re 39, a single mother without a successful startup or a fabulous career, you’re such a disappointment, - they grumbled. - She was 42, when she jumped out of the window. What a disgrace to the family, - they whispered. … The only thing they’ve never told you was when to start living your life on your own…

illirein, Don’t lose your way while trying to satisfy all the expectations: they are never worth wasting your life. (via wordsnquotes)

[thisopiatelife]

5am metaphors

[wnq-writers]

Honestly, would you recognize yourself if I wrote about the gentle parts of you?

@zoepeters (via wordsnquotes)

[hakuna-my-ass]

Boys don't understand

It’s not about you… When I seductively gaze into your eyes It’s not about you… When I strike up conversation, seem interested in whatever you say and laugh at your poor jokes It’s not about you… When my fingers lock into yours and I run my fingers through your hair It’s not about you… When we kiss passionately and I let you caress my ass

I am your muse Your ears glow with the gooey words dripping out of my mouth, proclaiming everything you want to hear Your feet run at the chance to impress me and grab my attention Your thoughts, high on happiness, spill like black ink creating a rainbow of stunning clutter

Who would’ve thought that my soft lips,  the same lips that made fireworks go off in your head and created a lively paradise in your stomach, would be the poison that crumbled down the mighty fortress of your being Who would’ve thought that my beautiful eyes, the same mesmerizing eyes that made streams laugh, trees sing and sunsets cry; would burn your fingers, rot your mind and eat your soul. Who would’ve thought that the gardner who managed to grow flora in your heart’s dessert would be the one raining fire on all your memories, hopes and dreams. Burning them to a crisp as they beg for mercy, beg for a chance to prove themselves worthy of life… of love My actions causing us to crash are fueled by my inability to cope with the hardships of reality My distorted views of love stem from my brainwashed brain romanticizing romance I ponder if instead of the dragon, the knight is supposed to be slain To avoid confrontation To avoid pain

You don’t understand… That when I kiss you it’s not because I like you, fell for the cheese you call charm, or admire your accented appearence I kiss you because I’m sad Because I’m hurt Because I’m lonely Because I’m lost Because I’m empty Because I want to forget Because it will make me seem cool and confident when my spirit consist of more cracks than spirit When my perfect teeth hide broken thoughts When my long curly lashes don’t fan away the dust of misery When my cleavage distracts from the repugnant mess behind the cage where my heart’s supposed to be

I wish I could say I love you without the fear of loving you I care about you without the fear of caring about you I trust you without the fear of trusting you But most of all I wish I could say all these things and mean it Cause lying is the only shade of makeup that doesn’t suit me well, creeps under my skin and haunts my heart

[wnq-writers]

Some things go your way. Some things go away.

Bruce Adler (via wordsnquotes)

[wnq-writers]

It doesn’t mean I do not feel any pain, i just choose to move past it and become stronger.

far-cry-from-normal  (via wordsnquotes)

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