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I thought of texting you
"good morning, I can’t sleep"
and then I remembered
that you are on a journey
which I am not a part of
and that’s okay
good morning
I can’t sleep

the feels :(

(Source: balsambreath, via hardpressednotcrushed)

"it’s been four years and i haven’t
written a single poem, my boyfriend
asks if this is how i’ve always been,
he describes me as a wildfire, i
laugh and wear lipstick and buy
expensive perfumes and drink
champagne and let electricity spill
from my wrists like oil, i vacuum
two, three - sometimes four times
a day, my therapist says that’s not
a healthy way of dealing with loss
but i tell him that neither are pills,
sometimes he asks me about you,
i say you tasted like the sun and
touched me like i was the moon, it’s
all very sad, you know? the entire
dying part? it’s all very sad, i say,
some days i don’t want to get up,
on Sundays i watch the clock, i cook
potatoes and steak for dinner, he tells
me he likes my dresses and my pink
lipstick and especially when i read
him poetry, i don’t feel guilty when
he thinks they’re about him, i do feel
guilty that they’re always about you"

- i’m sorry it had to end like this  (via irynka)

(via irynka)

"I’ve never been good with words and have always hated heights, but I’d shout speeches from rooftops if it were for you."

- Antonio M Arce (via internetly)

(via internetly)


*pets your grunge*

wow, its so soft

(Source: efecte, via pizza)

(Source: grandmabread, via friendsthatkiss)