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komplex-x

It just sucks when you’ve given so much and you realize it still wasn’t good enough for someone.

Khloe Kardashian (via komplex-x)

theanimalmemes

sexual texts on your dash?

love-personal

written-on-polaroids

One day I want to be able to look at you without feeling sick. I want to be able to look at you and not feel so hurt by you. I want to be able to talk to you again without wanting to ask “Why? Why did you give up one me? Why did you leave?” I want to be able to see pictures of you and not start crying. I want to be able to be friends with you without feeling heartbroken everytime I look at you. One day, I want to be able to stand infront of you, look into your green eyes, and say: “You were everything I wanted. But you are not what I need anymore. And I honestly do hope that you’re happy.”

One day. (via written-on-polaroids)

whitepaperquotes

pensamientos-de-una-lectora

abbb-s

I want to be able to give all my love to someone who wants it and deserves it.

sarahlovrien

deeplifequotes

I’m a very strong believer that whoever is meant to be in your life will always gravitate back towards you, regardless how far they wander.

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africant

lilithminded

this hit me like a bus

nastynas1991

I’ll reblog it till my fingers bleed

cr-tist

I never realized how much I needed to see something like this until I just found it. Reblog til the end of my days

dollymyfolly-deactivated2026032

I’m the type of person who holds on to ticket stubs and photos and presses flowers but never puts them into a scrapbook I just have them scattered everywhere which brilliantly illustrates how I’m a sentimental piece of shit who can’t put their life together

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Tell me what you think at night Your biggest fears and deepest dreams All the compelling questions That burn in your mind Before you fall asleep Tell me who you were when you were six Seven Eight And nine Tell me about the time when you were eleven And how it made you cry Tell me about the two story house The place that you called home Tell me what yearning for freedom was like To make a place you know To become one that you had known Tell me about your twin sized bed And the sound of your morning alarm Tell me about your childhood Back to the day your mother first held you in her arms Tell me about first day fears and clocks that moved too slow Tell me how life seems to be moving too quickly Because freedom sometimes Can make you feel alone Tell me when you aced a test you didn’t study for And failed one you tried so hard to ace Tell me about your accomplishments Or moments you wish you could replace Tell me about your favorite songs The unforgotten melodies Tell me how the seem to coexist With your best and worst memories Tell me the name of the first person you loved Or the first person to tell you “I love you.” How it felt like the most important combination of words Until you say “I do.” Tell me about your lessons And what you learned from them Tell me about your blessings And why you’re thankful for them Tell me about the first time you saw beauty in the word And society and its ugliness Tell me how they seem so similar Because they came from innocence Tell me how hard it is To realize your life isn’t what you expected it to be Tell me how your expectations Compare to the bittersweet reality Tell me the stories you love to tell Whenever you’re reminiscing Tell me the ones you don’t dare to share Because I’m here to listen Tell me what you think at night Your biggest fears and deepest dreams Tell me about the name that resonates in your mind Before you’re fast asleep Because for me It’s yours.

I want to know you better (via

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