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@gofuckwiththat-blog
No one asks if I’m okay and I’m both grateful and disappointed.
(via fehlst)
"I hope we last. I hope we do. But if we don’t, this is how I want you to remember me: I want you to remember me curled up, listening to the sound of your heartbeat and tracing maps across your skin. Remember me laughing at your jokes, even the stupid ones. Remember me in hysterics for absolutely no reason and in tears because one time you made me so sad neither of us thought I’d recover. Remember me brave, that time you held my hand and I thought I was going to die; remember me scared and gentle and delicate and breakable - only for you though, only for you. Remember me happy, and all the ridiculous ways I tried to get your attention. Remember the way I was too stubborn to talk to you and how absolutely insane it drove the both of us. Remember all the firsts and how they were so delightful we went back for seconds and thirds and fourths. Remember the songs you couldn’t stop listening to and the childish dreams you allowed yourself about the future. If it’s any consolation I allowed myself to have them too. If it comes to it I don’t want you to remember the ending. Remember the beginning. Remember the first time you knew.
S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #132 (via blossomfully)
Moose Blood | Bukowski.
please
It breaks my fucking heart when people are bent out of shape over a shitty person. Like baby you can do so much better, don’t forget that.
Anyone else have those nights when you just want to be held until you feel like everything is going to be okay
I swear to god my heart is not okay. I can feel the ache. I can feel it, I can feel it all.
(via im-sad-lets-have-sex)
your name used to give me butterflies, but you killed them all.
(via im-sad-lets-have-sex)
Electra Heart // Lonely Hearts Club.