Tired

Claire. Colorado. “Monsters are real, and ghosts are too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win.”

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anneisrestless:

All my muscles ache
from holding myself
together.

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seeminglydeepstatement:

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mrsugarpink:

rapewhistled:

followmehome:

It’s not “bacon,” it’s a pig.

It’s not “veal,” it’s a calf.

It’s not “steak,” it’s a cow.

It’s not “meat,” it’s an animal…

its not “fruit”, its dividing cells that accumulate fructose…

it’s not delivery. it’s digiorno.

It’s not a scene, it’s a god damn arms race

It’s not “levioSA”, it’s “leviOsa”

Maybe it’s Maybelline 

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me with everything

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Alexa Evangelista, you deserve better (via vodkakilledtheteens)

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I hope one day
his touch
washes out
of your skin
and it doesn’t
haunt your mind
every single second.
I hope one day
you don’t call
your body his
because it’s
yours.

zaynofrps:

Ahh the sweet smell of being replaced

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(Source: withoutexistance, via disorder)

every time you hurt me I apologized because I felt guilty for making you feel bad

Alexa Evangelista, you deserve better (via vodkakilledtheteens)

I hope one day
you leave him
so you can get
yourself back.

(via l-yps)

 

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(Source: we-should-fuck-now-that-i, via alittlebitofbeautifuldelights)

If you don’t get excited when you’re about to kiss someone then you probably shouldn’t be kissing them. It should get you riled up inside and should not be mediocre.

stoned-levi:

notarmin:

bye

that kid is the embodiment of 2013

(via anxiousandisolated)

You said okay- flatsound

it all started with closed eyes
and a feeling in my gut telling me
i need to keep them shut the whole time
because they opened even for a second and i saw your lips
they’d suck me in like black holes when they bend light
and it was then i realized you were not my world
you were my universe

sometimes when i look up i see stars
that cut through the sky and fade quickly into nothingness
and i pray that you aren’t as fleeting
because when we’re lying in roads i get the same feeling
that gravity will just turn off and i’ll fall endlessly
into something much larger than i am
and i wonder if that’s what it feels like to die and
if i’ll ever understand god in my lifespan
because i want to see god
i want to know what god feels like

but with the weight of the bible i will break adams ribs
and repeat, my dear eve, you do not take after this
you were not made in a mans image
but if that’s the case why do you feel so lost
in the empty space that his hand isn’t
why do i wait wondering how long it’ll take you to admit it
i’d rather keep my mouth shut then start to say what i can’t finish
baby i have limits

so i’m singing ‘la la la’ in empty rooms that carry sounds like hollow caves
‘la la la’ just to prove you’re not the only one that can occupy a borrowed space
‘la la la’ for every ship that was set to sail but got washed away
i’m singing ‘la la la’ in desperate hopes that when it bounces back i hear the octave change
so if we could just pretend that your voice exists inside this empty void within
then holy shit, holy shit, holy shit if you spoke
insomnia might loosen its wholesome grip on my throat
and i can begin to forgive you for admitting the hoax
instead of learning to hate you for very minute you don’t
because i sit here wondering if anything you said was true
and who it was that taught you to speak bullets
without considering the exit wound
tell me who

because i still think back to the first time you called me with nothing to say
that morning you were more than just my friend and we both noticed something had changed
you drove to your parents house and we talked about everything
we talked about how much it sucked, but no matter what, we had to remain
nothing

and in that deafening silence
i asked if i could still call you my snowflake
and you said okay

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