I can’t find you in the body sleeping next to me.

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I can’t find you in the body sleeping next to me.
…I feel tired, antiquated; I feel as though I had been living a long, long time.
Ivan Turgenev, Fathers and Sons (via wordsnquotes)
Trainwreck (2015) directed by Judd Apatow
Best of Amy Brookheimer >> Season 4 “I hate DC and it chews you up and it shits you out and then you are left with nothing but the night sweats and flashbacks.”
Gina made me call people and tell them she was dead to see how they’d react.
Ultimately, she had a bigger heart than she had a brain and that’s saying something for Hermione. Was she naturally drawn to battle? No, she wasn’t. She’s not a someone who actually wants to be hurting, fighting, killing. Not at all. - J.K. Rowling
And just like that I can legally drink in the States.
I am 21, with a year left of my degree and it’s awful.
I’m a Catholic whore, currently enjoying congress out of wedlock with my black Jewish boyfriend who works at a military abortion clinic. Hail Satan, and have a lovely afternoon madam.
Me anytime my course gets difficult: WHATEVER don't wanna be a nurse that bad anyways.
Grief comes in its own time for everyone, in its own way. The really crappy thing, the very worst part of grief is that you can’t control it. The best we can do is try to let ourselves feel it when it comes, and let it go when we can. The very worst part is that the minute you think you’re past it, it starts all over again. And always, every time, it takes your breath away.