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Just Breathe... Just Breathe...


me liking your selfie could either mean “that’s a nice picture friend” or “i want to bend you over a table” but you’ll never know

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i dont remember like anything from middle school, just fall out boy and trying not to be gay

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Golden Glass  by Cameron Watts


I accidentally took the most peaceful picture I have ever taken.

if you’re going to leave, that’s fine.
and I know you promised you wouldn’t
seven months ago while I was crying
into your neck but I also know that
sometimes it rains even when it’s not
supposed to and sometimes boys
kiss girls they shouldn’t and we tear
flowers out of the ground just to watch
them die and things change,
so I understand if you’re done,
but please, when you’re packing all your
old sweaters and books, don’t forget
to take all your three AM phone calls,
and photographs where we’re smiling
so wide it looks like we’ve never known
that feeling in the pit of your stomach
when someone screams “I don’t love you
Take back every kiss, every night you
fell asleep next to me, every poem I
wrote you, every song you sang to
me, every “I love you more fight,”
every shock I felt in my skin when
you brushed against me.
I was never scared of ghosts until you
left but now I see you everywhere and
god if you’re going to kill me please
just do it quickly because I see you
in everything and it’s making it hard
to breathe

I won’t say I miss you but I think my mother knows anyway (via extrasad)


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I have always had trouble
leaving things behind
because I never liked
the sound of goodbyes
so I cannot even put into
words how badly you
must have hurt me in
order for me to pull out
the farewells from the dark
corners of my heart and
spill them all over your
doorstep the moment
I walked out.

Leaving you behind should have been the hardest thing to do (via ink-trails)

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