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I couldnāt save him, but oh, how I tried
Dear thomas, or future victim, or whoever.
You hold my hand and ask me if this is too much, if Iām stressed out and i tell you yes even though it doesnt, but Iām afraid that if i tell you so youāll think this is progresss and i dont want u to because even the thought of you thinking Iām yours is too much for me. Too much pressure and u act as if this fear is nothing as if i could get over this but Iām sure i canāt . I tried, u know? I failed. I hate when you act so sure of me. Like you know i like u. I want you to not be sure of me ever, and thats so messed up. What the fuck is wrong with me?? How can someone be so damn cruel. So Iām stuck in that loop of falling in love or what i think is love and pushing them away over and over again and when u tell me u canāt handle it anymore i feel relief. At least for a while until i drive home and find myself calling a friend not wanting to go home and be alone, again. She doesnāt pick up and again thereās relief because i know iād propably annoy her again as i annoy everyone about this, even myself, im so sick of it myself. So i drive to my grandma and of course she asks me about him. Glourious. My friend calls back, i tell her whatsoever, and that itās been dealt with already. We hang up. Whatever. I call my best friend. No answer. Again glad, Iām not sure what i would have told her anyway. We broke up? No we werenāt in a real relationship anyway. Iām so sick of feeling this way. And Iām actually sick - throwing up sick - and its pink. Funny. I dont throw up enough to satisfy myself but i dont have enough energy to continue so i go outside and smoke. I get dizy. I like the feeling. I think I always grow feeling for guys that seem out of reach, unintressted and i start so see a pattern. I chase them - they surrender - I leave. I dont like them, i like the thought of them or i do like them but i cant bring myself to stay? I honestly dont know. I like them as i like the thought of hurting myself. I never actually do it. I flirt but i never commit myself. I fantasize but i never cut my skin again. I dont like to explain myself for the crushes i have. I dont like to find excuses for the obvious cuts on my wrist. I dont like doing this to me. I dont like doing this to you.
Dear whoever, Iām sorry. Iām sorry. Iām sorry. Iām sorry. Iām sorry. Iām sorry. I really am.
āKing Jaehaerys once told me that madness and greatness are two sides of the same coin. Every time a new Targaryen is born, he said, the gods toss the coin in the air and the world holds its breath to see how it will land.ā
ā You donāt forget the face of the person who was your last hope. ā
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I dreamt such a clangor I thought my head might burst, drums and horns and pipes and screamsĀ
Ha-ha, found this in old notebook
@gotsecretsantaĀ present for @rebecca-1corinthians1013
āŗĀ Maybe my brother will give me your head
We could use some hope
Ā Ā Girlās are amazing
I think we broke the notesā¦
i feel like iām reblogging history. āthe post that broke the notesā
THERE ARE NO FUCKING NOTES
WE HAVE REACHED INFINITY
what the heLL
Umā¦.guysā¦.
There are negative notesā¦.
WHY ARE THERE NEGATIVE NOTES?
HOW ARE THERE NEGATIVE NOTES?!?!?!?!
Its in the black hole of tumblr
At time of reblogging, this post has 1 note :ā)
Uhm nothing was there then I hit the heart and 1 note popped up.. Guys Iām scared..
it has reset to 0 notes. what have you done?
now itās floating in the middle of the thingy
EVERY DAMN TIME
Thereās literally nothing there.Ā
What is this?Ā
I couldnāt scroll past this. I need to be part of history for this. There are no notes do you even realise
Let it be known I was here on this day of march twentieth twenty sixteen and Iām laying in bed at nine thirty am
WOO NO NOTES PARTYYY
WTF IS THIS?!?! IM CONFUSED NO NOTES WUT DA ACTUAL FUCK
I LIKED IT AND IT HAD ONE NOTE.
ONE.
NOTE.
Oh wow there are seriously no notes..
What the heck.
OH MY GOSH ITāS TRUE. There were 0 notes, now i liked and just one note popped up! Iām.. Iām not sure how this can happen..? But now Iām part of history YEAH 24th March 2016 - 03:05 am
WHOA SO WEIRD
I just had to see it for myself and itās true. Holy crap.
On this day, March 24th, 2016 at 12:22 in the afternoon, I have made myself part of history.
itās back
Huhā¦.
Iāll probably always reblog this
I feel like tumblr staff have been motoring this post and they put a special code in it so no notes ever show up
This post is historic
Always reblog the broken post šŖš¼
I donāt understand whatās happening
There isnāt even a point liking this, just reblog
@lds-fbi
Reblogging for historic post
Yep. No notes.
Wow look Iām a part of tumblr history
No notes, Iām love it
NO NOTES
THIS IS SOME WIZARD SHIT IDEC ITS 28/03/17 AND STILL NO NOTES
The fuck is this shit? Mega confused y'all.
WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCKKKJKK
A blip!!!!!!
WHAT THE FRICK FRACK IS HAPPENING THERE ARE NO NOTES WTF
OKAY THERE ARE ZERO NOTES WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?
Rhaegar didnāt kidnap my aunt or rape her. He loved her. And she loved him.
āNot my mother, Jon thought stubbornly. He knew nothing of his mother, Eddard Stark would not talk of her. Yet he dreamed of her at times, so often that he could almost see her face. In his dreams, she was beautiful, and highborn, and her eyes were kind.ā āJon Snow thought about his mother (Game of Thrones, Jon chapter)
In the end, everything will be back as it should be.
Whether he lives, or dies. Let him in peace.
Prince Rhaegar loved his Lyanna and thousands dies for it⦠<3
We could use some hope
You are a Stark. You might not have my name, but you have my blood. Is my mother alive? Does she know about me? Who I am, where Iām going? Does she care? The next time we see each other, weāll talk about your mother. I promise.
JON CHOKING LITTLEFINGER MADE MY ENTIRE FUCKING YEAR FUCK YOU YOU GREASY LITTLE WEASEL MAN
Reblogging for "greasy little weasel man"