when we can't call it hell, we call it life.
jamjars:

 
Just remember that sometimes, the way you think about a person isn’t the way they actually are.
John Green, Paper Towns (via ohteenscanrelate)
sorryblogger:

i hope so

sorryblogger:

i hope so

I’m attracted to your sadness and I’m blinded by your darkness.
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Nobody will protect you from your suffering. You can’t cry it away or eat it away or starve it away or walk it away or punch it away or even therapy it away. It’s just there, and you have to survive it. You have to endure it. You have to live through it and love it and move on and be better for it and run as far as you can in the direction of your best and happiest dreams across the bridge that was built by your own desire to heal.
Cheryl Strayed, Tiny Beautiful Things  (via lipstick-bullet)

I taste her and realize I have been starving.

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johnentwlstle:

it literally stresses me out how much good music there is that i still haven’t listened to

injuries:

you’re so cute I just wanna hug you and kiss you and cuddle with you and also fuck you but hey man it’s whatever

A woman is not written in braille, you don’t have to touch her to know her.

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I will reblog this every single time

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This is so fucking awesome

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