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are there any attractive males left out there with any sense of passion about anything at all hmu

when someone texts and asks what you’re doing and you’re sitting in bed eating out of a jar of peanut butter i feel like it’s one of those times where it’s acceptable to lie about what you’re doing

i want to see The Place Beyond The Pines so bad ugh

considerably lonely just tonight

maybe someone just needs to tell you it’s alright.

I wonder if there’s any sort of significance when you’re with someone if they’re always the first to fall asleep, leaving you awake, or if you can never remember falling asleep in the first place, and the two of you are both equally awake and asleep together, always together.

I met a cute boy last night in my dream and he gave me his phone number crumpled up on a receipt and I remember it. I really wonder what it would call to.

IT’S OKAY TO BE FUCKING SAD, APPRECIATE IT WHILE ITS THERE BECAUSE ITS THE LEAST NAIVE YOU WILL EVER BE, TEAR YOURSELF EVEN FURTHER APART WHILE YOU CAN BECAUSE I PROMISE WHEN THINGS SETTLE DOWN YOU’LL FEEL ACHES IN THOSE PLACES YOU NEVER TOUCHED

lego house by ed sheeran just makes me want a cute love with someone who actually will do cute little things for me is that too much to ask for UGH

the breakthrough of someone leaving you is the morning you’re able to wakeup and realize that everything is now open to you, and you belong to everything, and everything belongs to you, even yourself again

every time I have any kind of heartache I get some ridiculous and stubborn and awful sickness like I’m pretty sure I have strep that’s great thank u maybe its the universes way of keeping my mind off of the pain in the chest by dividing it into other areas

someone kiss my heart because its sad

I love you guys, you’re all so warm and supportive and not many people unaware of this site would even imagine the amount of comfort someone could get from strangers and actual friends made. Like everywhere there are a lot of awful and ill-intentioned people on here, but there are just as many cozy ones who are there for me in a second if I need it. I don’t know, it’s just so nice, and I just want the people who are kind enough to lend out a hand or a letter or a small note or writing or anything at all, that I’m thankful for all of it and it all just slowly accumulates like lil lightening bugs in my heart okay, you truly make any pain a little bit more endurable.

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WHAT BOOKS HAVE YOU READ WHEN DEALING WITH HEARTACHES THAT EITHER RELIEVES IT WITH ANOTHER DOSE OF A STRANGER’S SADNESS OR JUST LIGHTENS YOUR CHEST?