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hplyrikz

Everything I love here

stupidisnevercute

“You can’t just make me different and then leave,” I said out loud to her. “Because I was fine before.”

Looking For Alaska, John Green (via semiicharmedliife)

hatin

I think part of the reason why we hold so tight is because we fear something so great won’t happen twice

(via teen-icon)

Maybe?

I’m just a needy piece of shit that needs constant reassurance that I’m wanted

insearchofthetower19

You’re wanted by me v.v ...

#Agony #missing her #regret

abneigungen-deactivated20160903

theliliesmean

True love honey, you just cant kill it.

Ezra Fitz (via if-you-were-a-melody)

blossomfully

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.

(via n4ughty-y)

#squishy

acutelesbian

A lot of people ask me what my biggest fear is, or what scares me most. And I know they expect an answer like heights, or closed spaces, or people dressed like animals, but how do I tell them that when I was 17 I took a class called Relationships For Life and I learned that most people fall out of love for the same reasons they fell in it. That their lover’s once endearing stubbornness has now become refusal to compromise and their one track mind is now immaturity and their bad habits that you once adored is now money down the drain. Their spontaneity becomes reckless and irresponsible and their feet up on your dash is no longer sexy, just another distraction in your busy life. Nothing saddens and scares me like the thought that I can become ugly to someone who once thought all the stars were in my eyes.