he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Mike Driver
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we're not kids anymore.
YOU ARE THE REASON
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Noah Kahan
EXPECTATIONS
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Kiana Khansmith
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@you-areperfectlyimperfect
I’m scared as hell to want you. But here I am, wanting you anyway.
“Crash Into Me, Part Two.“ Grey’s Anatomy. (via wordsnquotes)
His feelings changed with the seasons. It was only a matter of time before the weather got colder and he walked out the door.
m.t.//things i’ll never say out loud (via iwontwrite)
I’ll fight before I give up. can’t nobody ever say I gave up or walked away when they needed someone. if I left, it’s bc YOU gave up on ME.
@sexual-texts (via sexual-texts)
I am afraid. Of simple things like spiders, needles and snakes. I can avoid these things though. I’m also afraid of sadness, the unknown and tomorrow. I can’t avoid this. I’m afraid that I’ll never be satisfied, never be happy, I’m afraid that I’m too weak to succeed, that I’m never going to achieve anything substantial. I’m afraid that I’ll live too long, or die too young. That I’ll never fall in love, that I’ll never see my children grow. I’m afraid that I won’t have a job that makes me happy, I won’t ever wake up with a smile. I’m afraid that I’ll hold on to people that have left, and that I’ll be forgotten by people who try to stay. That I’ll never be pretty enough, or I’ll be discriminated. That I won’t have the will to fight what’s wrong, that I’ll always be a bystander. I’m so afraid of myself too. I’m afraid that I’ll make myself feel ugly, that I’ll continue to be cruel to myself. I’m afraid that I’ll keep making myself this fearful, that I’ll be the one who ultimately stops me from achieving anything. I am so afraid. Yet I’ll keep pretending I’m not at all.
Fears of a Suburban Teen |(Morsus Engel)| (via actuates)