With the right music, you either forget everything or you remember everything.

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paran0id-teen:

paran0id-teen

B&W, depression, a little sexual, and advice blog. I’m here for all of you <3

paran0id-teen:

paran0id-teen

B&W, depression, a little sexual, and advice blog. I’m here for all of you <3

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You could slit my throat and with my one last gasping breath I’d apologize for bleeding on your shirt.

She loved him, and he loved her, but that was never enough.

at this time last year
i was a mess and i feel
like a mess again
A messy haiku - jw (via homowrecked)

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We’re not something, but we’re not nothing.
Unknown (via floricawild)

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He told me
he was afraid of
commitment
with thirteen
tattoos
on his body.

Michelle K., Commitment. (via michellekpoems)

man this still gets me

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He hurt me more than anyone ever has, but he loved me better than anyone ever did, too.
Nyrae Dawn, Measuring Up (via simply-quotes)

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I think it’s very healthy to spend time alone. You need to know how to be alone and not be defined by another person.

Oscar Wilde

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