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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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i hope i marry a person who never stops loving me.. like decades in & still obsessed
I'm not a hater but so much shit is stupid
via weheartit
I know it feels like a graveyard right now on a grey morning when it has already been raining for three days straight. But the sun will come up soon enough and the rain will give way to flowers. It will still be a graveyard but this time 'round, it will remind you to live and blossom despite the rain that intends to drown but ends up granting life.
Love, the real kind, is not rushed, it does not demand haste. It does not shout, it does not beg to be seen. It arrives at the right time.
And I am not just talking about romantic love, the kind we wait for so much. I am talking about love for life, for the moment, for oneself. I am talking about that love that warms, that does not need justifications.
You deserve to feel this love. You deserve affection, sweet words, hugs that say "stay". You deserve to look in the mirror and recognize yourself as someone who is worth it. Because you are.
Letters from a fairy
it’s not that i don’t want love. i think i want to be in love more than anyone i know. i think the yearning eats through the lining of my stomach every night. its just i have never been taught to depend on consistency. i have never known a love that didn’t decay before the roots took hold.
my soul has been burned too many times by hands that promised cool relief. its not that i don’t want love. its that i want too much.
i’m made of sarcasm and sexual frustration
i don’t give a fuck if u didn’t laugh bitch the voices in my head did
When I was 5 I started praying for God to kill me,
When I was 12 I started doing it myself
Now look at me
Look at what's left
I'm barely even here anymore
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Imagine having a life that is not painful.
in another universe i killed myself a long time ago. sometimes i wish it was this universe