snatchedweaves:

walking downstairs in the middle of the night after bloggingimage

Mom: “Why are you awake?

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partyintheurl:

single and ready to not single 

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"How cruel, your veins are full of ice-water and mine are boiling."

Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights (via sheky-sheky)

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"It bothers me that no one has the patience to deal with someone who is just sad."

"You’ve become so damaged that when someone tries to give you what you deserve, you have no fucking idea how to respond."

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Truth

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"Of course, you never really forget anyone, but you certainly release them. You stop allowing their history to have any meaning for you today. You let them change their haircut, let them move, let them fall in love again. And when you see this person you have let go, you realize that there is no reason to be sad. The person you knew exists somewhere, but you are separated by too much time to reach them again."

Chelsea Fagan, How We Let People Go (via peripherervenenkatheter)

this.

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