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"If I looked up the definition of ‘devil’,
I would probably find your name.
If someone were to ask me
to describe what hell felt like,
I would talk about what you put me through.
If I wanted to feel intoxicated,
I would drink in the sound of your voice.
If you wanted to know the color of my mood,
I would let you peak inside my chest.
If you wanted to go on an adventure,
you could take a ride on the roller coaster in my veins
that goes off every time you do as little as look my way.
If you wanted to know how much I loved you,
I would take you to the beach
and tell you to look for the end of the ocean.
If you needed a place to stay,
I would still let you crawl under my skin and make yourself at home."

sullied:

i am so jealous of all the people who are comfortable with who they are physically and mentally

"

Even when you

were at your worst,

and I cut my hands

wide open

from picking up

your broken pieces,

I still loved you.

"

- Connotativewords | jl | Even More (via connotativewords)

catswithbenefits:

i dont want a job i just want paychecks

"Wanna know the fucking truth? Nobody is fucking happy. Nobody has skin made from oil paint and sunlight. Nobody fucking understands this world. Fuck, nobody probably understands math as much as they claim. You’re here one day and the next you’re not. God? Religion? I’ve learned a lot more about the world by eating acid and swallowing pills. Tell me what your church has done for you? Tell me if you have holes in your mouth from speaking lies? Wanna know the fucking truth? Pity is just another word for pathetic. Drink beer and watch the sunrise from every rooftop. Take photographs naked. Take photographs kissing. Take photographs having sex. Stop making everything about sexuality. Wanna know the fucking truth? Nobody really gives a damn if you lost your virginity at fourteen or if you were the president in high school. Wanna know the fucking truth? There is no such thing as the right person. People leave. They change like ocean currents, they leave you with bruises in your calves. And you wanna know the fucking truth? You get better. You learn to love. You find God in between the cracks of a wall when you’re puking your limbs out. You wanna know the fucking truth? Go find it."

- something someone should have told me when i was eighteen  (via irynka)

"I like you because I can never stay mad at you, I can’t stand not talking to you and I can’t stand the thought of losing you."

- (via scen-e)

(Source: icanrelateto)

unsoaring:

don’t fall for the one who buys you flowers, fall for the one who wants to grow a garden with you 

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