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I never realized what a big deal that was. How amazing it is to find someone who wants to hear about all the things that go on in your head.

Nina LaCour, Hold Still (via wordsnquotes)

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I love a lot of people who can’t love me back; rejection feels less personal when I can blame something else for it. Some people only need to be hurt once to never get over it - the truth is I never want to be not loved again the way you didn’t love me.

Rebeka Anne, from now on I’m in charge of who hurts me (via call-me-bekki)

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Change is hard. At some point poetry stopped making me feel better and photography took over. There are 21,000 of you still following me even though I haven’t posted new words in months - you’ll never know how grateful I am for this community and for that amount of support. But I’ve changed, and the main way I express myself has changed too. I miss tumblr and the wonderful people, so I’m coming back. But not as the writer I was. I’m coming back full-force in a different creative way, and if that means you don’t want to stick around and follow me anymore, I totally get it. No hard feelings. Maybe my style just isn’t for you! But hopefully some of you will embrace the brand new photographer-me because I miss all my lovely tumblr friends!!

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If I didn’t show up at your door you wouldn’t ask me over. A hungry person will eat anything. Some days I’m tired of being anything and not asked for by name. You’re too honest, that’s the problem, I can see the shrug in your eyes. Everything we have is because I want it - it’s nice to feel wanted isn’t it? Yeah, I wish I knew what that was like.

Rebeka Anne, to tide you over

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A woman looking for nostalgia drives by her childhood home and finds a new strip mall. This is the way the world works, and it should. Things change. There was a tree in France with a trunk that had the face of a cat grown naturally into it - some freak of nature - they said that the only way to keep it was to kill the tree so it could never lose its shape. Last I heard, the tree prevailed and the cat looks like a lion now. The moral of the story is that things move on without you when you turn and walk away. The moral of the story is if you decide to leave me, I won’t stand still and wait for you.

Rebeka Anne, move

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So instead of saying I love you just to hear you say it back, I tie myself up on a railroad. I lock myself up in a tower, I fall asleep and promise you there is no way to wake me other than to push your stubborn mouth against mine. And you do. A thousand times, and then a thousand times more after that and you wonder why I can’t ever seem to save myself. And I wonder why you can’t just tell me you love me so I can stop making excuses for you to show it.

Rebeka Anne, the crazy things we do

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Estonia is kind of adorable

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The thing about really listening to someone speak, and not only listening but hearing too, is that they can say nothing but “I need you, I need you, I need you” over and over and you can still tell by the breath in their voice that they’re saying goodbye. I know sometimes my words don’t equal up to the full truth of what I’m feeling, but after hours of talking about our friendship I was kind of hoping you’d hear it anyway.

Rebeka Anne, I fell for you

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This is the most selfish thing I think these days: I'm the reason I want you to get better. You've stopped being excited about things and I think that includes me. When we meet your arms are too tired to put around me, and this isn't about blame. You are the victim of a power outage, I'm just saying that sometimes our electricty was my favorite part of the day. You've stopped enjoying things and I think that includes me too. It's okay. I understand. I wish you'd stop apologizing, it just makes me sorry too. You're sad all the time and I think I'm allowed to be sad about that. Every day that you're sick I miss you more.

Rebeka Anne, my person and their depression

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