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kate; wreckin' it since '94 // i plan on living forever. so far, so good.

[abigailkart]

October 2, 2018

[fate]

[destroymylife]

[filmaticbby]

Stranger Things (2016-)

[1oveurself]

[dankmemesreasonforliving]

[wordsforyoungmen]

[aureat]

[hardcockforhitchcock]

Words + Amelie (2001)

[pagewoman]

View from Mam Tor, Peak District, Derbyshire, England

via national trust

[emmacl8n-deactivated20170612]

[reessayer]

you had told me once, twice, several times how you never imagined you could love someone the way you loved me. how you could love no one how you have loved me. i wonder when this changed.

it is strange to watch you slowly drift. it is not that you don’t love me, but that you have forgotten why you do, it seems-- forgotten how to be in love with me. and while you say you love me and i do not doubt it, a slow wedge is driven in between us as i tried to pull at the pieces when you are slowly plucking the strings tethering us one by one, not even realising you do it.

my doodles are no longer on your wall, the little penguin i got you left at your parents house, physical reminders of me are vacant. 

you tell me not to over think, to believe you. and i do believe you and i try not to overthink. but i miss when you used to say things in the context of forever and not in the vague context of ‘if’-- if we ever live together, if we move together, if we’re still together next year, if if if...

because if i could be there, i would. i would ten times over. just to be with you.

[lifeinpoetry]

—you are the knife I turn inside myself, this is love.

Franz Kafka, from Letters to Milena (via horaetio)

[xshayarsha]

The moon slips into the mountains like a lost penny and the fields are black and punguent and I want you near so that I could touch you in the autumn stillness even a little bit like the last echo of summer.

Zelda Fitzgerald, from a letter to Francis Scott Fitzgerald, Fall 1930. (via xshayarsha)

[junglewave]

[phaxes]

[melisica]