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DAISY RIDLEY Photographed by Lara Jade for Harper’s Bazaar Malaysia
Poe Best-Pilot-In-The-Galaxy I-Can-Fly-Anything Dameron + Millenium Falcon
Dead? Come on. I’ve walked away from tons of crashes. Takes more than that to knock me down. So, you’re the best pilot in the galaxy, and you crash all the time? There were extenuating circumstances! Every time? Every time!
“We can’t be friends, not because we are exes, but because you hurt me too much. Because you didn’t even care that you hurt me. Because you still don’t care. You may have thought that saying less when you left would do less damage, but you were wrong. You left me so hurt and so confused. Do you think I deserved that after everything I had said to you? But I suppose you just like to treat people like objects: you play with them then throw them away when you get tired. It suffocates me, not being able to tell you all these things, and I feel like crying every time I think about it, about what I were to say to you if you gave me one chance. Yet, the tears are stuck and won’t fall, so my chest stays stuffy and overwhelmed. But if I were to really see you and say these things, I have no doubt about it. I would cry.”
— Excerpt from a book I’ll never write
If thinking about you and replaying our memories in my head is the closest thing to having you then I’ll do it no matter how much it hurts me.
I’ve always been a masochist.
i cannot believe that my hand isn’t being held right now!!! or my cheek isn’t being kissed!!!!! or my hair isn’t being stroked!!!!!!!!! this is truly an outrage
4 hours with the right person feels like 3 minutes.
dude where’s my
ability to experience pleasure in the things that give me a reason to live
“Admire as much as you can, most people don’t admire enough.”
— Vincent Van Gogh (via quotemadness)
the moon knows.
*me, to my own mind* can u like s h u t the fuck up for once
wanna see me procrastinate until i don’t have enough time to finish my work and then have a mental breakdown? wanna see me do it again?
ironic how being empty can feel so fucking heavy