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[romanian-goddess]

[lovnelyheart-deactivated2020071]

“I never gave a fuck about losing anyone before, but when it comes to you, I wouldn’t survive it.”

— Hardin Scott, “After We Collided” by Anna Todd

[ilyilay]

After

[bnmxfld]

may 2020 bring healing. may 2020 bring peace. may 2020 bring kindness.

[theelilbee]

What Could’ve Been...

I’ve been told the pain of heartbreak is unbearable. That losing someone you love is so unbelievably painful. 

They never tell you that the pain of losing someone that was never even yours is infinitely worse. 

Your life becomes a never ending cycle of “what ifs” and could’ve beens. You never get any closure, because there was never anything to close. It was all a fantasy. One made by your own hopelessly romantic imagination.

But, that doesn’t make it any less real. 

I know it was all in my head, but how? How did it feel so real?

If it was all in my head, why can I still feel his arms around me? How can I feel his lips on mine, lingering there, trying to enjoy every second of us being together?

I can still feel the way he held me, while we were both too overcome with emotion to speak. I knew he would always have my back, just like I had his.

But, I’ve never touched his skin.

If it was all in my head, why can I see him so clearly? How can I see every feature of his face, every curve of his jaw, every freckle, every wrinkle?

I can still see the way he looked at me. It was like he could only see me. He loved me. I knew it. I could feel it. 

But, he’s never actually seen me.

If it was all in my head, why can I still hear the way he said my name? Why are the words he said to me still on repeat in my ears? 

I can still hear every word he said. I can hear his voice crack as he tries to explain how much he loves me, in front of a thousand people. It was only him and I.

But, I’ve never truly heard his voice. 

If it was all in my head, why can I smell the cologne I bought him? How do I know that I got it for him specifically for this day?

Our wedding day. We’ve been waiting for this day.

But, it never came.

If it was all in my head, how can I still taste the tears that fell down my cheeks? How do I know the exact reason I was crying?

Every single tear was worth it. They were tears of pure joy. Pure love. The undeniable love I felt for him fell like salt into my mouth. I can taste the tears. The love.

But, I didn’t cry.

It wasn’t real.

None of it ever was.

But, if it was all in my head, why do I miss him so much?

[ineedaplaceformymusicalmemes]

Still crying over Tuck Everlasting.

[tis-my-cigar]

once i stop crying over the key change in Once and For All it’s over for you bitches

[endofmay-orearlyjune]

me: i love musical theatre

friend: oh, you must be a great singer then!!

me: you could not be more wrong

[nadiea]

me: *listening to a musical for the first time* idk whats going on but im having a good time

[poorguysheadisdoingwhatnow]

fellas is it gay to join a strike on your second day of work just because a cute newsboy asked you to

[crystallizedtwilight]

psychic: *reads my mind* me: I was stakin’ out the CIRCUS when then someone said that CONEY’S really HOT but when I GET THERE there was SPOT and all his CRONIES! HECK, I’m gonna take what LITTLE dough I GOT and play the PONIES! We deserves a HEADLINE for the HOURS that they WORK US! JEEZ, I bet if I just stayed a little LONGER at the CIRCUUUSSS psychic: WE’LL ALL BE OUT THERE CARRYING THE BANNER—

[jenmarielle]

Newsies Live Spotlight: Ben Cook / Racetrack Higgins (Act 1)

[ieroisms-archive]

Visit Original Link

Letter from the Refuge - Boston, MA, 6/30/15 (Be.n Cook u/s Crutchie)

[revoltingxnewsies-blog]

ITS HERE ITS HERE BLESS YOU DEAR FANSIE

[wherewritersblockcomestodie]

She shook her head. “Don’t say it. Please, don’t say it,” she begged him. Her heart was breaking and she knew what was coming. “I love you, okay?” he exclaimed. “Somewhere along the way, I fell so deeply in love with you that I cannot find fresh air. I can’t breathe when I’m around you. You smile at me and, for just one second, I think you feel it, too. You laugh and my heart feels like it could burst at the sound. You hug me and I feel like you’re the perfect puzzle piece I’ve been missing all along. You got under my skin. How could you expect me to keep it to myself?” Tears streamed down her cheeks. She loved him, she did. She wanted him to have the fairytale ending that he deserved, she just couldn’t be the one to give it to him. It broke her heart to hear him say all these words he could never take back, because she knew that once they were spoken, things could never be the same. He was her best friend. She was going to lose her best friend. “I’m sorry,” she said quietly. “I’m so sorry, but I can’t.”

It shouldn’t be called friend-zoning when you end up losing your friend // excerpt #153 (via wherewritersblockcomestodie)

[illuminateshawn]

those arms 🔥

[benjamincharlesfankhauser]

Ben Tyler Cook from his Snapchat takeover @tuckeverlasting 

[aropippin]

I’ll go out on a limb, walk a tightrope wire for the highest height; yes I’ll risk it all! Give me a barrel, guess who’ll find a waterfall