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[uncasts]

[spiritualsun]

[rhubabby]

[artist-rousseau]

[guiltygirl]

when u crave mental chillness but u got mental illness

[dialnfornoir]

[nakedly]

[nakedly]

being called annoying is literally the worst thing ever because then you’re scared to ever say or do anything again and you end up isolating yourself because you think everyone hates you and you feel insecure about everything. long story short pls dont call people annoying

[pottersource]

‘There was no small talk. I just said, “Right, tell me about Newt.” I had so many questions about his background and his family. It was all about J.K. Rowling’s vision and how she envisioned the world around Newt. As with all of her characters, Newt comes from somewhere in her heart. He means something to her. – Eddie Redmayne on Newt Scamander

[soonyoullbe-stardust]

You are more than the heartbreak you didn’t know what to do with. When you reach the cliff’s edge, you will feel like jumping. Remember: it is courage, not fear, that makes you step back.

To The Boys Afraid Of Dying, by Ashe Vernon (via soonyoullbe-stardust)

[melomartinsme]

Taylor's laugh in the end of 'stay stay stay' is everything.

[stadiumlightsswift]

YES YOU READ MY MIND

[makeupbyaniam]

[marisapapen]

[imblushy]

ig @isisilvach

[visua-liz-e-deactivated20220607]

Everyone has a 2am and a 2pm personality. I’m more interested in the monster you become at 2am rather than the human being you pretend to be at 2pm.

(via itcuddles)

[wordsnquotes]

I’m a very private person. You don’t ask, I don’t tell.

Unknown (via wordsnquotes)

[soonyoullbe-stardust]

[latenightcornerstore]

You were the one who held his hand after the fist fight that left his knuckles like red wine on fresh-turned dirt. All this time, and I always wanted to ask if his blood on your hands felt some kind of sacred. I don’t think either of us were ever any good for him. Because you loved him bruised, and I loved him bloody– I know how it sounds, believe me, and I have torn through rabbit holes hunting for a better heart, but I’ve got a weak spot for broken boys and that is my most disgusting feature. You may not have loved him well, but at least you loved him halfway whole. Me? I would have kissed the broken teeth from his mouth and kept them all for myself. I would have cracked open his crème brûlée chest and eaten out the insides– hung up his twisted x-rays on my walls so I could never forget the look of a ruined heart. I don’t break them myself, you see. I just go collecting in the aftermath. Grave robber for the still alive: I may not kill anyone, but I have never been afraid to take what I need to survive.

Bad Habits, by Ashe Vernon (via latenightcornerstore)