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@winteranddeath
I wish i die before I ever reach out to him.
I'm so deprived of tall muscular men.
Most of the time I feel happy and content being on my own, and then there are times, like right now, when I just want to fall into the arms of someone whom I am meant to end up with.
Desiring freedom while mourning the absence of companionship is what makes us human i guess.
Is it just me, or are Violet and Xaden super annoying?
— unknown (via letsbelonelytogetherr)
As much as I love fictional men, I absolutely hate fictional women.
Why they have to be so insufferable!?
And my weapon of choice? Time.
Why do people come to my place and not leaveeeee ASAP!?
“And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.”
— Roald Dahl
"The same sun, a different sky"
I remember how I always hated math, until I met my teacher in the ninth grade. I never became a prodigy, but he sure made me fall in love with it.
I remember how I loathed that city when I first moved there, until I met the right people. The city of my nightmares bloomed into a city of love.
I remember how my first heartbreak felt like the end of the world, until I stepped out of my room and found my friends waiting. My heart has been shattered many times since, but I have never been left alone to pick up the pieces.
What I am trying to say is, the prize, the place, the pain, do not matter much but the hands we hold while we find them.
What I’m really trying to say is, I’ve been enduring this life a long time now, but it finally feels like living, now that I share it with you.
You are so very blue to me—blue is the color of distance, drowning and death.
can we get 36 hours a day? not for any productive purposes i just want to finish my to watch & to read list in this lifetime . also probably get enough sleep
i’m doing really well for someone who goes through the five stages of grief every day