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yeah sex is nice, but when you havenât been held in months sex isnât what you miss the most
the little innocent things are what you miss the most /// r. (via juststayoptimistic)
Everything that is happening at this moment is a result of the choices youâve made in the past.
Deepak Chopra (via mysimplereminders)
Sometimes we get sad about things and we donât like to tell other people that we are sad about them. We like to keep it a secret. Or sometimes, we are sad but we really donât know why we are sad, so we say we arenât sad but we really are.
Mark Haddon, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time (via 0riginal)
So for a moment, I believed. In him. In myself. In us. I believed he would stay. But just like I said; he was a hurricane, and those always quickly disappear leaving a mess behind. Now my heart is broken, but oh, it was so worth it. He was my hurricane. And I was his mess.
(via nalathefirefly)
I donât want to have a headache every time Iâm in the same room as you, and I donât want to feel sick when I hear someone else say your name.
love me or let me go, Dec 2015 (via lacedwithspontaneity)
Iâve given my time to too many people who didnât even deserve a second.
(via ntbx)
As you get older, you really start to understand more about why people drink the night away, smoke their lungs black, or throw themselves off buildings.
(via boys-and-suicide)
But the sad truth is that people get tired of always picking up after you. They get tired of always having to reassure you that youâre beautiful. They get tired of always trying to make you feel better. People get tired of other sad people, and that sucks because no one wants to be too much to love.
1:16am (via drinkt0forget)
but do you know whatâs hard? waking up when youâre falling apart.
(171/365) by (LS). (via wolkenschleier)