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when did tumblr become censored I got on here for once to look up what small boob nipple piercings would look like FOR RESEARCH and I got nothin
IT’S BROKEN.
“The saddest kind of sad is when your tears can’t even drop and you feel nothing. It’s like the world has just ended. You don’t cry. you don’t hear. You don’t see. You just stay there. And for a second. The heart dies.”
— painfeels
“How terrible is it to be called beautiful, smart and strong but end up being alone every night.”
— Bird Brain
It’s something I want to forget. But it’s stuck, sticky and rotten in the top left corner of my ribs. (C.B)(6.9.18)
you can say no. if it makes you uncomfortable, say no. if it makes you upset, say no. you are allowed to say no. if it doesn’t spark joy, you have the ability to say no. it doesn’t matter if it doesn’t make someone else happy, you are a person with feelings that need to be respected and valued by others. you can say no.
When there are no words of comfort.
miranda july / don delillo / holly warburton / richard siken / aaron diaz / ross gay / robert anton wilson / david foster wallace
“If I never see you again I will always carry you inside outside on my fingertips and at brain edges and in centers centers of what I am of what remains.”
— Charles Bukowski | Living On Luck
Friend: Hey wanna hang out together tomorrow?
Me: Sure, if I’ll still be alive
Friend: What?
Me: What?!?