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I need to realize that it’s okay to drop people out of your life that do you no good
rest well angel, you won’t be forgotten.
Christina Grimmie 1994-2016
I love kissing. If I could kiss all day, I would. I can’t stop thinking about kissing. I like kissing more than sex because there’s no end to it. You can kiss forever. You can kiss yourself into oblivion. You can kiss all over the body. You can kiss yourself to sleep. And when you wake up, you can’t stop thinking about kissing. Dammit, I can’t get anything done because I’m so busy thinking about kissing. Kissing is madness! But it’s absolute paradise, if you can find a good kisser.
Sufjan Stevens (via wnq-music)
It’s so easy to say you’re over someone when your paths no longer intertwine, when you never see that person. “I don’t love him anymore,” you’ll say to your best friend. “I don’t miss him,” you tell your mother when she finds you in a bad mood. “I don’t want him back”, you keep telling yourself. And then you see him again, four months and eight days after he grabbed your heart and closed his fist around it, squeezing until stars burst in front of your eyes and your face turned blue like the ocean. And it takes courage to look at him then, to admit that you’re not over him at all because you feel how he knocks the air out of your chest with one glance. But maybe you’ll remember how much he hurt you, how being with him didn’t make you happy but shattered you into pieces, so you can finally tell yourself “I’m not over him and that’s okay. But I’ll get there. And this is not what I want anymore.”
evening thoughts #25 you’re not over it yet and that’s okay n.j. (via ninasdrafts)
Saddest part was realizing we could have made it work.. If you were truly in love with me, you would have fought for me.. But you didn’t.. And that just means, I loved you more than you loved me.
Joanna Adarna (via joxxx358)
I never wanted to meet you.
six word story // punsy (via just-six)
There are all kinds of addicts, I guess. We all have pain. And we all look for ways to make the pain go away.
Sherman Alexie, The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian (via wordsnquotes)
how do i get over someone who i never dated
Fucked up
And suddenly, we were strangers again.
Six Word Story (via alunit)
Find someone who makes your heart race, and not only in the bed room. Find someone who remembers the small things about you, like why you’re afraid of the ocean or why your anxiety gets so bad at night. Find someone who gets the ways you work and doesn’t leave when you start acting like a little shit. Find someone who talks to you and doesn’t just leave you in the dark when you’re feeling down. Find someone who takes pictures of you all the time because they need something to look at when you’re gone. Find someone who holds you while you sleep, even when they stay awake for hours. Find someone who admires the smallest things about you, like your freckles or the way your voice changes with your mood. Find someone who doesn’t let go, who is always there, who loves you for you, who doesn’t try to change the person you are deep down inside, but instead tries to bring it out more. Find them, and please promise me you’ll never let them go.
I found you. (via stuckonserotonin)
I found you, baby.
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