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18yo ☆ i'm fucking crazy ₊˚⊹ᢉ𐭩

[csny]

the bus is never going to come because im a bad person

[tigerwires]

oh to be wading through water in the golden light of the sun

[aaaangel444]

[itsmestargirll]

Today marks my 4th anniversary on Tumblr! 🥳

[sweetdecember28]

[larissamanoelafc-blog]

#Foto Larissa e Lucas

[itsmestargirll]

I find it so unsexy when a man has x (twitter) access; the only x a man should have access to is xvideos.

[itsmestargirll]

You'll never be 18 again. Live!

[itsmestargirll]

From: me

To: me

[itsmestargirll]

You'll never be 18 again. Live!

[itsmestargirll]

will i never be able to experience the good side of love?

[itsmestargirll]

Oh Byers... I shuddered all over... OMG 🤤

[itsmestargirll]

I never learned how to say goodbye.

[itsmestargirll]

I miss my ex-boyfriend so much it's almost pissing me off.

[itsmestargirll]

You left… but you didn’t.

You left.

But you never really stopped being here.

Sometimes “moving on”

is just a prettier way of saying

you’re stuck in the same place.

Especially when love

used to make your chest race

from just one text.

Now it’s quiet.

And quiet is heavy.

The pain is soft,

but it’s always there.

It heals on the outside,

but keeps bleeding inside.

Some loves fix you.

Ours didn’t.

Impossible love

is the cruelest kind.

It doesn’t hurt because of what happened,

but because of what never did.

It stayed as a dream,

a “maybe,”

a “what if.”

Maybe in another life,

in a world where time doesn’t run late,

where fear doesn’t hold us back,

where we see each other

and choose each other, no hesitation.

Maybe there, we’d work out.

Maybe there, I’d still have you.

But here…

your absence walks with me.

Like a shadow.

Like a memory.

Like a pain I’ve learned to live with.

You were my big love.

No one erases that.

Doesn’t matter how much time passes,

doesn’t matter who comes after.

You left your mark.

You stayed.

And in some way,

you still live in me.

And if one day you come back…

but come back whole,

no doubts,

no half-versions of you…

there will still be a space for you.

Not the same one,

but a new one,

more grown, more real,

more mine.

Until then,

it’s me and this quiet waiting.

This love no one understands.

And this missing you

that comes with a name and a date.

[itsmestargirll]

I dreamed of you last night.

Actually, I dream of you every night.

Guess my brain didn’t get the memo

that we’re over.

Woke up with a headache,

the kind that hits your chest too.

Like sadness became

my permanent roommate.

It’s weird not checking my phone anymore,

not hoping you'd text next year like,

“Hey… what if we tried again?”

Like you ever meant it.

Maybe I’m just dumb.

Or too soft.

Still waiting for you to show up,

knowing damn well

you’ve moved on.

But that knowledge?

Yeah, it still stings.

For like, five years,

I lived in fear—

of losing you,

of staying.

And even now,

I still love you.

Not like before,

but not like someone who’s done, either.

Maybe it faded.

Or maybe it’s just on pause.

But every day,

I open that door in my head

just in case

you come back.

Even if it’s

just in dreams.

[itsmestargirll]

I'm obsessed with music, art and the movie The Notebook.

[averizz]

parallels between steve and nat in AoU and noah and allie in the notebook

OH I AM WEAK FOR THIS TROPE!!! her looking off into the horizon saying the view's amazing, him agreein but just STARING at HER?!?! UHJDSDS i eat this up every single time. the look of love and you cannot convince me otherwise ;) if i'm being delusional then so be it but romanogers and romcoms will always have a special place in my heart!

[teamiel]

My ★★★★ review of The Notebook (2004) on Letterboxd