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We all have that one friend who is our D.U.F.F

[trapaqueen-blog]

At My Best

I wrote this as a message for help. I wrote this as way to show my emotions, to show that i am a broken person with a mask. I made mistakes. I shout at the top of my lungs, I cry, I get angry. If you can’t take for me at my worst, then you don’t deserve me at my best. I’m writing this to numb the pain to show you that its the same. I can’t blow away my pain with smoke. I shout, I swear, I aget angry, I get scared. If you can’t take me at my worst, then you don’t deserve me at my best.

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Is Love a Game?

Some people say that love is easy, while others have given up. Stuck in the middle of trying to decide on whether or not I should give it another try or just let it go. As of today, my choice has only become harder to make. When you are a person who has few friends and focuses on the big picture, you are consumed by time and life. Hours turn into days and days turn into years. Then you just are so focused on work, you don’t bother to think about having someone else to do it with. Now love is just a game to guys.

[trapaqueen-blog]

What does love mean to me?

Love to me means that I have someone who sees me as me. I have something that is special to me. I have a love that is one of a kind. The sky in infinite. So there is that one person I like at the moment and one person who I feel is my balance, my everything, and my love. So what do I want? I want someone who is crazy about me. I want someone who sees that I am not perfect, that I get mad. No one is perfect. All it takes is for one heart to go boom and end in a clap.

[trapaqueen-blog]

Dating Advice #1

There literally is no way a relationship will ever be perfect. So get rid of that thought. In every relationship, there are problems. Everyone puts on a show when in public but when behind closed doors, the story changes.

[liftsandteach]

Val must be protected at all costs

[trapaqueen-blog]

Paul Hollywood: The worst thing they can do is lift the lid

All your faves: Lifts the lid

[caitlin1996]

[inkskinned]

You get over him like this: at first, you don’t. his name is a note you can’t unsing but eventually your body gets bored of making tears over the same person who broke you. your body says “listen up it was a long time ago” and for a second you feel whole but you catch sight of him in a starbucks and your heart drops and your hands shake and you want to throw up and you can’t explain to your friends why this messed you up because you’ve already talked their ears off so you go home and have a good old-fashioned sob but somewhere in that night or the next one or two weeks down the road the things that came to the surface start getting old and you start turning over your relationship in your palms until you discover the ugly things you’ve been hiding from yourself and you think maybe it’s wasn’t always heaven maybe it was hell and you write about him or cry about him or get him out of yourself however you can, you scrape yourself clean until there’s nothing left and rebuild from the ground up and some wicked part of you still wants to talk to him just to say “look, i’m new now, i’m different,” but you don’t because you’ve straightened out the voices in your head and you write about him and make a stupid poetry blog about red blood and black ink and you make playlists of songs you found way after him and you make yourself okay again eventually because the truth is, you were whole before you found him you have just forgotten how to be who you are without him - don’t worry, my love all it takes is a little soul-searching before you rediscover you are better off without him.

For my friend who asked me to write about getting over a lover. /// r.i.d (via inkskinned)

[lovelustquotes]

I hold onto hope there’s maybe still someone out there for me, but my heart is so tired and my lungs are so empty.

Kat Savage (via lovelustquotes)

[buttonpoetry]

Jonathan Salazar, “Fat”. Check out the full poem here.