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Apr 18, 2014 / 59,375 notes

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Apr 18, 2014 / 1,194 notes
He’ll grab your waist and whisper in your ear but six months later you’ll find yourself drunk texting him that you miss him and he won’t respond.
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I love you, that means I’m not just here for the pretty parts. I’m here no matter what.
Claudia Gray, Hourglass (via observando)

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Apr 18, 2014 / 16,409 notes
I enjoy controlled loneliness. I like wandering around the city alone. I’m not afraid of coming back to an empty flat and lying down in an empty bed. I’m afraid of having no one to miss, of having no one to love.
Kuba Wojewodzki, Polish journalist and comedian (via dysenterygay)

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Apr 17, 2014 / 36,630 notes
I’m lost. And it’s my own fault. It’s about time I figured out that I can’t ask people to keep me found.
 Anne Sexton, A Self-Portrait in Letters (via loveless-people)

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Apr 17, 2014 / 663 notes
People are so vulnerable at night. They’re willing to spill out their souls to anyone willing to listen. They have desires to do things that never cross their mind when the sun is in the sky.
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Apr 17, 2014 / 528,590 notes
Facing it, always facing it, that’s the way to get through. Face it.
Joseph Conrad, Typhoon (via larmoyante)

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