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@thecl0wnhasn0penis
me: i want to contact this person !
brain: they haven't contacted you first.,, they obviously hate you and you'd be annoying them if you contacted them
me: but that isn't how it works because one of us has to initiate the conversation for it to happen
brain:
me:
brain: but what if that is how it works
me: shit ur right
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“He’s a 57 year old fuckwit. He shot – he is – he shot three people at an abortion clinic, ‘cause he was pro life. How can you be pro life and shoot someone?” – Russell Howard on the man who attacked an abortion clinic in Colorado. [x]
Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because Netflix recommends similar shows.
It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the sound I heard when I was 9 and my father slammed the front door so hard behind him I swear to god it shook the whole house. For the next 3 years I watched my mother break her teeth on vodka bottles. I think she stopped breathing when he left. I think part of her died. I think he took her heart with him when he walked out. Her chest is empty, just a shattered mess or cracked ribs and depression pills. It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s all the blood in the sink. It’s the night that I spent 12 hours in the emergency room waiting to see if my sister was going to be okay, after the boy she loved, told her he didn’t love her anymore. It’s the crying, and the fluorescent lights, and white sneakers and pale faces and shaky breaths and blood. So much blood. It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the time that I had to stay up for two days straight with my best friend while she cried and shrieked and threw up on my bedroom floor because her boyfriend fucked his ex. I swear to god she still has tear streaks stained onto her cheeks. I think when you love someone, it never really goes away. It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the six weeks we had a substitute in English because our teacher was getting divorced and couldn’t handle getting out of bed. When she came back she was smiling. But her hands shook so hard when she held her coffee, you could see that something was broken inside. And sometimes when things break, you can’t fix them. Nothing ever goes back to how it was. I got an A in English that year. I think her head was always spinning too hard to read any essays. It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s that I do.
It’s not that I don’t love you. (via extrasad)
How do you love someone when you don’t even love yourself!?
Trying to find happiness with someone without having happiness with in only creates more sadness.
How do you turn and walk away from someone who cares so much though!?
me @ me: im literally begging u to get ur shit together right now
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My boyfriend just went to the bathroom so I took this opportunity to let out a quick fart. Only problem is it smells and now I think I have made it worse by spraying deodarant and smoking a bong to get rid of the smell!
