Beautifully Macabre
"I look at you
and all I feel
is sad."
10 word poem by gestured (via unabashinglyme)
"…and you drink a little too much and try a little too hard. And you go home to a cold bed and think, That was fine. And your life is a long line of fine."
Flynn, Gillian. Gone Girl.  (via wordsnquotes)
"I do not have battle scars
They’re not proof of my ‘strength’
They are not a symbol of survival
I am sick
And there’s no nice way of saying it
So please stop romanticising my pain"
"I’m not vain. I’m just recovering from years and years of low self-esteem."
Why I’m taking so many selfies. (via missmirandaaraee)
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OMFG I REALLY THOUGHT HE ACTUALLY LIKED ME BUT HE HAS A FUCKING GIRLFRIEND MY FUCKING HEART
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Three years later, a new girl sits cross-legged on your bed.
She tastes like a different flavor of bubblegum than you are used to.
She opens up a book that you had to read in high school, and a folded picture of us falls out of chapter three.
Now there are two unfinished stories resting in her lap.
Inevitably, she asks, and you tell her.

You say: I dated her a while back.
You don’t say: Sometimes, when I’m holding you, I imagine the smell of her vanilla perfume.

You say: She was younger than me.
You don’t say: The sixteen summers in her bones warmed the eighteen winters my skin had weathered.

You say: It’s nothing now.
You don’t say: But it was everything then.

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Some things are better left unsaid (via dearalexandra)

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(via purplexity)

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