Alisa U Zemlji Chuda

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Sweet Seals For You, Always
will byers stan first human second

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Cosmic Funnies
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if i look back, i am lost
almost home
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Jules of Nature
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Keni
Three Goblin Art

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@lingeraroundhere
the worst pain is getting hurt by a person u explained ur pain too
Hearing “I’m so proud of you” when you feel like you aren’t doing enough really does lift a lot of weight off of you.
“I am jealous of those who think more deeply, who write better, who draw better, who look better, who live better, who love better than I.”
— Sylvia Plath (via perrfectly)
It's become so difficult for me to create friendships. it’s fairly easy for me to create a somewhat interesting conversation for the most part- but to be genuinely interested in the moment and with the person I’m communicating with is rare. For the most part, I constantly feel like i’m detached from the world. rarely ever do i feel as if i’m part of the crowd, or even this world. It feels as if I’m floating through everyday life. I’ve found that because it is such a challenge for me to form relationships that I stubbornly cling to those people who I actually can connect with. I come by so many people and am unaffected so when someone starts a fire inside me, I never want it to be put out. I fear that the people who I cling to will one day find that I have no use for them. I’m stuck between not trusting a soul and wanting to possess them. my fear that one day the people I love will change their minds keeps me from giving all of me, but I so badly want to. I just don’t know how without the certainty that they’ll never leave me, I don’t know how without the feeling of security.
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