The oddest things hurt me. They get stuck in my head and replay over and over.
"I just need a person" or "I just used a person"
I feel like the original way you read it says something about you.
oh baby im in love
I have the deepest affection for intellectual conversations. The ability to just sit and talk. About love, about life, about anything, about everything. To sit under the moon with all the time in the world, the full-speed train that is our lives slowing to a crawl. Bound by no obligations, barred by no human limitations. To speak without regret or fear of consequence. To talk for hours and about what’s really important in life.
i am too young to have this many embarrassing memories
IT’S PRETTY COOL THAT WE ALL LIVE UNDER THE SAME STARS AND IN THE SAME UNIVERSE AND ON THE SAME PLANET WOA H I HOPE YOU ARE OKAY OUT THERE FRIEND
“My sister’s boyfriend, Fox, on his last day of high school. The sun was setting, and he and his friends were all playing around. I caught him in a moment of reflection.” By Petra Collins
I want you. I want your sleepy confused look when you wake up, and the smile that follows. I want to be the warmth that fills the space in your bed. I don’t want to share you.
I still don’t understand why political parties are called “parties”. like where is the beer? who wants to pop bottles? why isn’t barack playing pong with me? did Romney just roll a joint? nobody knows
You think ‘Okay, I get it, I’m prepared for the worst’, but you hold out that small hope, see, and that’s what fucks you up. That’s what kills you.
A Parting Gift by Michael Faudet
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