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I want to be your favorite place to go when you’ve had a bad day or a good day.
Sep 21, 2014 / 59,302 notes
My heart is so tired.
Sep 21, 2014 / 1,801 notes
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You don’t have to be pretty like her. You can be pretty like you.
One of the most freeing things I have ever heard (via insanity-and-vanity)

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Sep 21, 2014 / 139,717 notes
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I’d be his, if he asked.
Six Word Story (via allineedissix)

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Sep 18, 2014 / 377,650 notes
It’s not that I don’t appreciate my life sober, but it’s like there are two different people battling inside of me. I want to be good, do good, be a worker among workers, a friend among friends. But there’s also this part of me that is so dissatisfied with everything, If I’m not living on the verge of death, I feel like I’m not really living.
Nic Sheff (via ramshacklechild)

Oh my god someone put it into words

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(via grand-pessimist)

Sep 18, 2014 / 8,670 notes
I didn’t realize how badly I was treated until someone started treating me with respect.
Sep 16, 2014 / 273,914 notes
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Sep 13, 2014 / 3,743 notes
I wonder if you ever talk about missing me to anyone.
Sep 11, 2014 / 95,294 notes

Sep 11, 2014 / 42,342 notes
She moved on and I feel sorry for you, because she overlooked your flaws, your temper, your selfishness, your inability to love anyone but yourself. She could have anyone in the world, but she still chose you every time. All you are now is a crease in her past, a scar on her chest, a memory that fades faster than a photograph of you in a sealed box, hidden. Maybe now she will fight for someone who loves her, instead of someone who sucks the life out of her, never satisfied, even with her beating heart in his greedy hands.
Sep 11, 2014 / 20,452 notes