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"I could hear my heart shatter."

— 6 word story by K.L (via aztecianlipstick)

(via aztecianlipstick)

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"

I’ve heard that
“the hardest thing
you’ll ever have to do
is watch someone you love
love someone else.”

I thought I understood it.
I thought I had felt it.

But I didn’t understand
how hard it actually is
until I was staring at him
under a star illuminated sky
at 4 am
and I could see the pain laced
on his facial features
his hands on his head
as he talked about all the things
wrong with his relationship
and I didn’t understand
how it felt until
I heard the hurt in his voice
as he repeated “this is so unfair”
again and again and again.

Well, life is unfair
isn’t it?
The boy I love
loves another
who treats him
as he once treated me.

They say I’m such a good friend
for what I did
but Jesus Christ,
I didn’t want to just be his friend.

"

— the real definition of pain (via fuckyouveryveryymuch)

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ruineshumaines:

Swimming Pool, an amazing and visually confounding installation by Leandro Erlich.

(via hannibal-moncannibal)

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cancune:

ohdear-prongs:

The only reason i enjoy going to bed is so i can make stories up in my head which makes my brain think it’s actually real

#THIS IS SO ACCURATE 

(via asvprock)

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"Just because you can doesn’t mean you should."

— Sherrilyn Kenyon (via hqlines)

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AND THEN SATAN SAID:

hayestastic-hayniacs:

"Put the Alphabet in math."

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(Source: thevamp)

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shadowhuntersviewaboutbooks:

fictional characters .

shadowhuntersviewaboutbooks:

fictional characters .

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omgthekoolkidme:

If you say so ashton….

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"I hate you
For not loving me
The way
I love you."

— M.S. (via coffee-crinkled-pages)

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"I’m not sorry that I love you, because love isn’t a fucking choice."

— Graceg0ddess.tumblr.com (via graceg0ddess)

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stevemilligan:

my heart is broken. this hurts so much. i wasn’t ready for this, i’m still not. but i guess i have to let things go and move on, even though i don’t want to. 

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"and it’s funny because
all these poems say that we’re all
made of stardust, and you and i
are both a collection of blood
and bones that were meant to
break but i can’t wrap my head
around the thought that i could
ever be so similar to you, in all
of my simplicity, a mess of split
ends and heartbroken confusion
and under eye circles, and you
with your confidence and plans
about the future and smile, that
smile, i swear you could end wars
with that smile."

— i should probably go to bed now, (via lonely-hearts-clique)