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I fucking hate what you’re doing to me. But more than that, I hate that you know you’re doing it.
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Don’t let people treat you like a cigarette, they only use you when they’re bored and step on you when they’re done. Be like drugs, let them die for you.
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"life isn’t about finding yourself, it’s about creating yourself."
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But I saw the pain and sadness in everything, and swirled it round my mouth like a fine wine.
Emma Forrest, Your Voice in My Head (via larmoyante)

(via clitterly)

It was life, often unsatisfying, frequently cruel, usually boring, sometimes beautiful, once in a while exhilarating.
Stephen King, Insomnia (via 13neighbors)

(via sexpansion)



i want these glasses so badly help someone point me in the right direction

i just pointed in the right direction but you didn’t see. i think you might need some glasses.
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