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It has taken me too long to acknowledge that you will never acknowledge me.

This ought to be selfish I know. I want it to be. I’ve searched for you in the places I might never say aloud, For this to say, I didn’t mind the profanity that came with your mean hands on my hips.

There are boxes I have never opened that still heave under my bed hopelessly, I’ve run scissors over people’s hearts just because I was terrified of them running. Look let’s be honest for once, the only thing we were good besides fucking was always fucking things up. Your mouth is still flushed like ripe Strawberry, always tender, dripping, so so hungry. And I’m afraid, so afraid that I’m too much of you now. And not enough of myself.

I need to let you go not because I don’t love you but because I ought to love myself a little more// 3 AM Poetry

By @poeticsania

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““You’ll miss me one day” she says to him “one day you’ll look back and you’ll miss how I was the one girl who didn’t play you and who actually loved you””

— Words I wish I could say

ghettowhoregoblin

1970s

1980s

1990s

“They’re like Cheech and Chong meet Bill and Ted.” -Chasing Amy 1997

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It goes like this; there are two boys and you love them both. One is all sunshine and happiness, and the glass is half full- he’s not a lot like you. The other boy is all darkness and pain, and he tastes like hurt and the real world- he’s too much like you. And it goes like this; there are two boys and they both love you. The first loves you for all the things he thinks you can be, he believes in you. He’s fallen in love with your light, for the way you smile on your good days, for the way your laughter sounds. He’s fallen in love with your hope. The other loves you for everything you try so hard not to be. He loves you for your darkness that you try to disguise, he loves you for your need for revenge, your competitiveness. He loves you for all your mistakes and flaws. So it goes like this; there are two boys, and one knows you like the back of his hand. He has been through life with you, he’s seen you laugh and cry, he’s seen you experience joy and pain, he’s been the reason for your joy and pain. He’s made you feel emotions you didn’t even know existed. The other is new, and he’s new and he doesn’t know the old you. He doesn’t know the struggles you went through, he doesn’t know the type of person you were last year. He only makes you happy. It goes like this; you love two boys who are worlds apart. So how do you choose between the thrill of the dark, and the serenity of the light?

(via bringmemychemicalbandsx)

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when ur homie’s lung collapses

is this not reddie (via mac_masterson on twitter)

karolinasrainbows

Ur so right asfhkflshkms

loneredballoon

😂

ayoaprell

This was deadass cute though 😂

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marauders4evr

It occurs to me that there are people who weren’t on this website in 2012 and therefore never saw the magical gif that you can actually hear:

It’s been over five years and that still impresses the hell out of me.

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jamesroach

4:35 Blaze it sorry traffic was crazy

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drovie

Today at therapy was really hard. I was sitting here crying, and generally being miserable, when I felt a nudge at my knee. I looked down to see that Zeus, my service dog, was doing his job… and brought me a potato. it is very hard to cry with a gift of potato.

drovie

Remember this? I’m having a rough time right now. Zeus has a solution.

That would be an empty pill bottle, the *correct* pill bottle, a bottle of embossing powder, and two, TWO potatoes.

afkland

You’re worth at least 2 potato to him and that’s pretty special imo.

drovie

I would just like to remind you all that *I don’t own any potatoes* and I have no clue where he’s getting them from.

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I hold the phone tightly, “I miss you” I whisper softly. “I know baby, I miss you too.” His voice is low, but he can’t hide his emition. “I know” Its been months since I last tasted his mouth and though I talk to him or text him everyday, I miss the warmth his embrace gives me. “But, you know that this job won’t last forever. And I’m doing this for us, for our future…” he trails off. “I understand, I’m so proud of you.” I say soothingly, knowing my words hold true. “Soon baby, I’ll be home.” He assures me. I can’t help smile, “I’ll wait for you.” People say long distance relationships don’t work, they are a hassle, and are only a disaster ready to happen. I in the other hand believe that my love is far greater than the miles between us. Distance is tempory and I love him, we can speak of nothing and everything. Of the future we want for ourselves and for the children we plan to have. No one can tell me my love is not valid because I choose him, he is the man I will marry. Our relationship is special and we look past obsticles, at the end of the day it is him that whispers goodnight to me, it is him that comforts me when I need it most and vice versa. I will be loyal, Faithful, As will he, Because true love is worth holding on to, no matter how difficult it may seem to others.

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