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Andulka
Not today Justin
$LAYYYTER
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Mike Driver
trying on a metaphor
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JVL
hello vonnie
Stranger Things
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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taylor price

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@rngd
shoutout to my favorite coping mechanism, isolation
nightmaeraesthetic:
ribs505:
Virginia Woolf, Orlando || Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray || Richard Siken, War of the Foxes || Harry Styles, Falling
Charles Simic, A Wedding in Hell; from 'Dream Avenue'
imco
in my correct opinion
tshirt that says WELL INTENTIONED on the front and BUT STUPID on the back
WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU
lots and lots and lots and lots
be quiet im trying to daydream about the love of my life and picture the way the sun reflects in their eyes
my most toxic trait: i go through shit alone
I’d love to relax but it’s just not realistic
Can I get to know you
I don’t recommend it
me [coming to terms with a truth about myself]: hm..................................................... unfortunate
Maybe we’ve fallen out of love. We’ve fallen out of sync, that’s for sure.” Once again she was met with silence. She finally brought herself to look into those eyes she used to find solace in, but they were cold and distant, and she found herself wanting to look away. “Look at us now. Look at us.” She shook her head, eyes brimming with tears. “God, I don’t know. I don’t even know if you love me. I don’t even know…” She swallowed and tried to blinked the tears away. “I don’t even know if I love you.” She pressed a hand to her mouth as she felt a sob pulling forth. It left without a sound, her entire body shuddering. Yet, she wasn’t crying for the reason you’d think. She wasn’t crying because of how much this loss hurt. No, she was crying because of how much it didn’t hurt. And that fact horrified her.
I thought being with you would make me happy, but all it did was tear me apart. (via poison–ivy)