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Causeway to Neverwhere.

Chelsea. Twenty.
oh, oblivion.

I hope you’re as happy as you’re pretending.

Dashboard Confessional (Screaming Infidelities)

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spenceromg:

do your eyes ever randomly go out of focus and then you are too lazy to focus them back in and just stare at nothing for a while

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sugar-soul:

no one told me growing up was just a perpetual state of loneliness and the constant fear that you’ve wasted your life

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buck-barnes:

i wish there was a non-assholeish way to say “our friendship has run its course, you make me uncomfortable with your feelings and a lot of shit you do pisses me off bye”

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I have done bad things. I can’t take them back, and they are part of who I am. Most of the time, they seem like the only thing I am.

Veronica Roth, Insurgent (via larmoyante)

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sadstagram:

which is messier my life or my hair

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potashnick:

kians-redball:

IT’S SO HARD WHEN YOU’RE IN A CUDDLY MOOD AND DON’T HAVE ANYONE TO CUDDLE WITH THIS IS AN OUTRAGE

FUCKING YES

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bakrua:

bewbin:

Why do people drink alcohol it tastes disgusting

you don’t drink it for the taste. u drink shit like apple juice for the taste. you drink alcohol to get rid of the bad taste that every awful person in your life has left

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