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@itssocialsuicide
*me when bored*
me: mom you need anything?
mom: no, thanks
*me on the laptop*
mom: can you come help me?
me:
There’s a wrapping paper set that lets you wrap a stack of presents so they look like a cheeseburger. Source
With such a hell in your heart and your head, how can you live? How can you love?
Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov (via the-book-diaries)
ESCAPING FROM THE ORDINARY
i think the worst part is that i’m still here. i think the worst part is that if you came back, even five years from now, i’d fall into your arms again. i think the worst part is that i’d run away with you. i think the worst part is that i was part of a chapter in your life that’s been finished, and you have no interest in revisiting it. i think the worst part is that i thought you were being honest. i think the worst part is that i trusted you. i think the worst part is that i let you kiss me, and now i can’t get you out of my mouth. i think the worst part is that i actually thought you would catch me. i think the worst part is that you know. i think the worst part is that you don’t care. i think the worst part is that i gave you everything you asked for because i needed you to stay. i think the worst part is that you don’t think of me. i think the worst part is that i can’t make you love me. i think the worst part is that i wouldn’t love me either.
excerpt from a book i’ll never write (via compljcated)
do boys tell their moms about girls? i guess i’ll never find out if you were that type i guess i’ll never find out anything, really like, did you think if you pretended to love me i’d give you my body? like, did you think i was stupid enough to let you get away with kissing her? like, i know you said i was beautiful, but what was she? it’s all kinda complicated really complicated like, why did you choose me? complicated like, why did you kiss me? complicated like, why don’t you miss me? and i guess it’d be nice if you told someone about me told someone i put the stars in your sky told someone i made you believe in happiness told someone i took away the hurt for a while but i also guess you can’t always have what you want can’t always have the boy can’t always have the happy ending can’t always be the one who wins
i think your mom would’ve liked me (via compljcated)
Two churches located across the street from each other.
blua:
Kindness is often mistaken for softness and let me tell you, friends….that is a mistake you don’t want to make. {x}
You don’t know how much this means to me. Toby Ziegler is my favorite forever.
Me: McDonald’s make me go yum
Somone on here: McDonalds funds nasa to kill dogs *link to prove it*
and they were roommates
oh my god they were roommates…