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@unwritten-reality
chloe x halle photographed by daria kobayashi ritch for blanc magazine
2020 is cancelled.
“Maybe it won’t work out. But maybe seeing if it does will be the best adventure ever.”
— Unknown
August, I love you, but how are you already here
“you are a thought i have to beg myself not to think about. you are an ocean i have to stop myself from stepping into. you are a tornado waiting to pull me in. you are all of my yesterdays combined into today. you are exactly the person i shouldn’t be writing about.”
— r.w
“My greatest fear is that I am intelligent enough to know what I want but not intelligent enough to achieve it.”
— Sue Zhao (via blossomfully)
why do we try so hard for people that don’t even try for us
your interpretation of me isnt who i am
People look so different once you don’t care about them anymore
via weheartit
“He was cruel and you loved him. But okay, okay, he wasn’t always cruel. Sometimes he was nice, and he was gentle and sweet and everything you ever wanted in a boy. Sometimes he bought you flowers and called you beautiful and he kissed your fingertips– – to make up for the times he pulled your hair and called you a mess and made you cry – sometimes he apologised with tears in his eyes and you believed him. Sometimes you chose to believe him. The first time he took you to meet his friends he said, “isn’t she a jewel?” And you felt your heart swell with pride and you wanted to kiss him right there and then like a smitten schoolgirl. So, later, when he called you an embarrassment, you felt your heart drop and your cheeks grow red and you thought you must have done something wrong. So afterwards when he wouldn’t talk to you and you began apologising for nothing it really got to your head. The problem was that he was cruel and he justified it by blaming his cruelty on you. “This is what you made me do,” he said, and the first few times you almost apologised for it. And he almost had you, didn’t he? A few more months and it would have ruined you. “So what made you leave in the end?” a friend asked the other day. You swallowed and said, “I imagined how I would feel if any man treated my daughter that way,” you started, “and I almost started to cry.””
— Sue Zhao
You are my home. The space on your chest where my head fits perfectly is home. Your smell, your voice, your eyes. They’re all home. My heart is with you, and they say home is where the heart is right?
Don’t fuck around & lose someone you can’t replace.
“We were always going to say goodbye, weren’t we?” “Yeah. I think so.“ “I loved you though. I loved you so much.” A pause. “I know. I know. “I loved you too.””
— S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #185 (via blossomfully)
05-12-18
Why’d you come back in my life
Why did i accept it
Why am i so kind
i shouldn’t never done that
Fuck