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this place is a graveyard of memories and I come back everytime hoping to unbury the dead
hi everybody in the world. can i have a hug
pls. one
owch
"born in the wrong era" but there's no particular time period i'd rather be living in, I'm just pissed af at having to live through the global resurgence of fascism
are you mad at me: deconstructive, assumes the other person’s feelings, accusatory more than inquisitive
do you want me to kill myself: broaches a problem and solution in one, prioritizes action over feelings, proactive in seeking a resolution
"do you love me?" "what if this ended?" "what if you left?" "I could never leave, unless you asked me to"
they have an answer to all their what ifs. maybe you didn't have to borrow sadness from the future. maybe you should've known way before how replaceable you were. should've thought to what extent and how long you were going to be worth it before you were not. you had such a short time anyway. maybe you shouldn't have hoped. because all your love is spent.
love how my tumblr went from just a silly little girl simping over her silly little kpop men to NEEDS FUCKING THERAPY the way people can change you my goodness
what do you get for trying to fill broken peices of someone's heart with all the love you managed to keep even through all the thunderstorms? you get a broken heart back as you stand at your doorstep watching them leave in the storm again. right where they came from. right where you stood again. It rains harder now, it just doesn't soothe you anymore.
"I don't ever feel like a priority in anyone's life"
"are YOU a priority in YOUR own life?"
......shots were fired indeed.....
love trying to send a voice note and crying so hard midway that I need 15 minutes to calm down by once again drowning my face in icewater
kys (me to me)
will never admit it but today is hard. today is so fucking hard because I keep thinking of what it could have been. its hard because one person can make a whole crowd feel empty.
read it too many times and over and over till its imprinted in my heart and I love it and I hate it because all it brings anymore is a whole lot of pain but all it did was also make today the most special it could be and I hate that the beginning of today was made special by the same person who ruined any expectations I had or will have from today forever
january cold feels like a part of me and I don't know how to explain at all
need an aditya kashyap in my life honestly
a girl gets her heart broken in 89 different ways every single day and then goes on tumblr to reblog snoopy pictures
I never speak a sentence without saying actually, genuinely, seriously, or literally because I need everyone to know how sincere I am about the bullshit that comes out of my mouth
i feel targeted