Queen
you cant win them all

stability:

*washes face*

*checks if acne is still there*

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Then there is the boy you can never stop thinking about. Whenever you see his name, it trips you up. Even if it’s one that belongs to many others, even if he belongs to someone else.

You know he is a symbol of your weakness, your Kryptonite. How he rushes in like wildfire and burns through everything you worked so hard to build since he last left you in ashes.


-Lang Leav (Signposts, Lullabies)

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cyberfricking:

are you ignoring me or am i just worrying too much: an autobiography

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We all love someone way too fucking much.
-(via eiffeled)

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Intimacy is not who you let touch your genitalia. Intimacy is who you text at 3am about your dreams and fears. Intimacy is giving someone your attention, when ten other people are asking for it. Intimacy is the person always in the back of your mind, no matter how distracted you are.
-(via lildeviant)

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