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juliyeti:

Messages found around New York City the past two days

I think about you all the time

I don’t know how to forget you

Protect your magic




" I can’t handle this,” he told her.

But something in his expression screamed:

“I can’t handle you.”

And she thought then, that perhaps all relationships were just a case of who gave up first. And her pride couldn’t decide which was worse: giving up when you had promised them not to, or waking up to find that they had given up on you.”

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Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #75  (via thatkindofwoman)


" Sometimes, the only reason why you won’t let go of what’s making you sad is because it was the only thing that made you happy."
(via organicafe)

" I used to have a heart that pumped sanity through my veins but ever since you left
the flammable remnants of us have been melting my rib cage and the fire in my chest refuses to cool down."
I wrote this when I was drunk and it makes me sad. (via garden-spider)



unadoptable:

Can’t go 2 class bc I’m a corpse ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ deal w it

unadoptable:

Can’t go 2 class bc I’m a corpse ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ deal w it


" Hush, my sweet. These tornadoes are for you."
Richard Siken, from A Primer For The Small Weird Loves (via nymfit)