u know those deeply sad nights where you just wanna cry and listen to a very emotional song

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if i look back, i am lost
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YOU ARE THE REASON

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@thetrashexperience
u know those deeply sad nights where you just wanna cry and listen to a very emotional song
missin somebody a lot but not wanting to seem clingy
feels like I am breaking my own heart but I don’t know how to stop
seeing this video after such a long time was like someone cleaning my soul’s fish bowl and giving it food flakes
HIS BEANS LOOK LIKE HEARTS.
Didn’t you know???? Love is stored in the beans.
heck yeah they are
The Others (2001) dir. Alejandro Amenábar
tbh this is proof that social media has completely ruined my sense of humor like i could go see a stand up comedian live and not laugh as hard as i did from reading this one fucking tweet
i hate how fucking funny these are fghjdjskal
2019 is the year i get my shit together or i finally kill myself so stay tuned
the parks and recreation theme song is what the inside of a golden retriever’s head sounds like
not to be preachy or like a hippy but fr the only point to any and all of this is kindness and love and friendship and making sincere connections with others
U ever wish ur mind would just shut the fuck up
“I have never more wanted to see you than I do now — just to sit and look at you,”
— Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Vita Sackville-West written c. October 1927 (via violentwavesofemotion)
Hold my hand bro we’re crossing the street