Can we go back to being friends and talking like we use to, can we go back to sitting in the same room as teenagers laughing while playing custom zombies. Honestly I just want one of my best friends back

oozey mess
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occasionally subtle
Jules of Nature

shark vs the universe
i don't do bad sauce passes
wallacepolsom
almost home
YOU ARE THE REASON
todays bird

pixel skylines
Monterey Bay Aquarium
noise dept.

if i look back, i am lost

@theartofmadeline
Sweet Seals For You, Always
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Can we go back to being friends and talking like we use to, can we go back to sitting in the same room as teenagers laughing while playing custom zombies. Honestly I just want one of my best friends back
“Sometimes it hurts to look at scars because they remind you of both the life before and after the pain.”
- Thoughts of this thing humans call “love”
i am tired. i am exhausted. from my head to my soul to my bones i am so fucking tired.
Whenever I think it's getting better, it's getting worse.
““We met at the wrong time. That’s what I keep telling myself anyway. Maybe one day years from now, we’ll meet in a coffee shop in a far away city somewhere and we could give it another shot.” - Unknown”
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Please understand that I get so messed up inside sometimes
this is for the people who went through trauma and didn’t come out of it with thicker skin. but, instead, came back with sensitivity to the world and a deep sadness that won’t go away. some of us went through something and lost a piece of ourselves; our broken hearts never healed quite right afterwards. i see you and i feel you and i am you. it’s going to be okay.
I saw you in my dreams again, I held you a little tighter because I knew when I would wake up you’d be gone.
“That’s it, I guess. Just go on living, whether you feel like it or not.”
— Anton Chekhov, The Seagull (via books-n-quotes)