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I have made a lot of bad jokes but this is still probably my greatest hit


(via samandriel)

"What I’ve Learned:
1. A girl can lose feelings for you over night.
2. A kiss can be just that, a kiss. Completely meaningless.
3. Love can be one sided but I still wonder if that is love at all
4. Never beg for someone to stay or to love you. You shouldn’t have to beg for someone to be a part of your life or to love you. You deserve better than that.
5. Stop breaking your ribs to make space for those who do not belong there.
6. Learning to breathe again is harder than the doctors said it would be.
7. I don’t know what hurts more at night; being alone or being in love.
8. Laying with someone in bed at night is temporary. It won’t get rid of the lonely. You will still wake up and leave in the morning with a heavy heart and no hand to hold.
9. Sometimes the sky rains gasoline instead of water and you have to be strong enough and ignore the urge to set yourself on fire.
10. I will be okay someday. Bad things happen for no reason sometimes and things end but that shouldn’t mean you should come to an end too. The ocean will always have waves; I just have to learn to swim through them for a bit longer.
11. The stretch marks I left on my mother from birth will not be another suicide letter I never finished."

Oliver Nolau (via bl-ossomed)

(Source: , via capacitylimit)

"I cant wait until I can roll over at 2 a.m. to find your lips instead of a text"


You could have the prettiest face and the sexiest body in the world but if I can’t have deep conversations with you at 2am or turn to you when tears are streaming down my face, it won’t work.

(via capacitylimit)

"It’s an exploration, she’s made of outer space
And her lips are like the galaxy’s edge
And her kiss the colour of a constellation falling into place"

Arctic Monkeys (Arabella)

(Source: sposera, via subcuntiously)

How do you even know what love is? You're 17.



I’ve known what love is since the night I was conceived. With that act, my parents tried to mend what had been broken between them, but 5 years later it just didn’t work. I’ve known what love was since I was 3 and my sister stepped in front of my mother and threatened to kill her if she ever laid a hand on me. My brother taught me what love was when he always put others before himself emotionally and financially even when he was struggling to pay for college. My father taught me what love is when he showed my step mom for the first time, that love isn’t found at the back of a man’s hand when he’s in a fit of rage, but at the tips of his lips when he pulls her in for an embrace, because he wouldn’t ever let anything harm her. And she taught me what love is when she wouldn’t look at me because we were too nervous to make eye contact. She taught me that love is never giving up, and fighting for each other even when it seems like the whole world is against us. And she taught me that no matter what, when I wanted to find my way back home, it’d always be wherever she was. 

I know what love is.

This. Holy shit. This