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[girlslikegirls-vk]

[gildedtyrant]

❝  And he had given her certain powers… ❞

[thebestoftumbl-r]

[lolapaoloza]

By Chiara Bautista

[heyisthisthingon]

This is the second song off of a brand new album from an amazing artist. I swear to God, this is real life, real pain, and the way he spits his story on a track is amazing.

This made my cry, and I’m only into the second song. 

NF – Therapy Session

[f-r-u-s-t-a-t-e-d]

[thegirlwhocrieswolf]

What age are you when you dream about yourself. In the thick, underwater flashes of coherence not knowing you’re asleep. I am twenty-seven and the drawer has just slammed shut on my hand. And I have yet to know pain—raw and undulating—I have yet to know loss, the kind that strips you back from yourself, makes you over into something else.

In my dreams, there are photographs of me that don’t exist. And I am backlit against the sun, face in shadow, hair bathed in golden light. The fabric of my subconscious looks for you, calls to you, a fisherman and his net, coming up empty. And you wear the face of someone I loved, at twenty-seven. And my heart is like the ocean, breaking like waves, breaking all throughout the ages.

Lang Leav

Love Looks Pretty on You

[fighting-ghosts]

[onlinecounsellingcollege]

Depression is like having an abusive relationship with yourself.

Unknown (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

[heavensghost]

For I can’t help falling in love with you

[ephemeral-autumn]

“I love that word. Forever. I love that forever doesn’t exist, but we have a word for it anyway, and use it all the time. It’s beautiful and doomed.”

— Viv Albertine (via quotemadness)

[octopusgirl]

Meet me in Heaven I will wait For You, Tracey Emin, 2004

[nosseka]

To look at you And never speak Is so good For me tonite

To Look At You - INXS

[blingher]

[canadian-bitch]

…I looked around at the dark, beautiful, empty stage and was hit by a thought: There will be a last time I will do this. A last time I will see the things I love backstage. A night I will leave the theater and never return. I felt the bottom drop out of my stomach. Then I quickly said aloud, “But not yet. Not yet.” And I felt a warm rush of joy. Try that yourself sometime: Take something (or someone) you love, and -in your imagination - say goodbye forever right now. Grieve for a moment. Then feel the explosion of happiness that comes when you remind yourself you don’t have to say goodbye. At least, not yet.

Teller (of Penn and Teller)

[bettysjuggie-deactivated2026012]

[coffee-laugh-fuck-repeat]

Someone: How much do you like David Bowie?

Me: Yes