This is literally the way I sleep

This is literally the way I sleep

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kissmeok:

♡Love/Couples♡

kissmeok:

♡Love/Couples♡

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psyched-over-sykes:

CORGI HUSKY MIXED. THEY STAY THAT LITTLE IM DYINGGGG

psyched-over-sykes:

CORGI HUSKY MIXED. THEY STAY THAT LITTLE IM DYINGGGG

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franryott:

I actually can’t cope with this

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fuckyeah4chair:

LONG 4C hair…. don’t let the shrinkage fool you!

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When he says
He doesn’t love you anymore,
Roll your shoulders back
And look him in the eye
Even when it feels like your ribs
Are breaking inward, like spider legs.
When he digs up old aches
That he swore he forgave you for,
Smile
And ask him why he didn’t leave you sooner.
Ignore the way the words feel like sandpaper
Running all the way up your throat to your mouth.
When he blames you
For mistakes that wear his face,
Do not scream.
Do not cry.
Tell him that there are boys
Who would be proud to say they’d loved you.
Tell him that in two years
You won’t even remember his name
And don’t let him see the way you can taste your own lie.
When he leaves
Ignore the howling in your blood
And do not get up after him.
Not even to lock the door.
Do not, do not
Do not.
Smell his shirts when you box them up
To give them back.
Not one.
Swear off dating when you realize
You’re chasing ghosts that wear his smile.
It’s okay to cry over him.
It’s even okay to forgive him.
But do not go back to him.
If he did not know how to love you the first time,
He won’t know how to do it the next.

How To Pretend It Doesn’t Hurt, by Ashe Vernon (via latenightcornerstore)

"If he did not know how to love you the first time, he wont know how to do it the next." Because that part really hurts my fucking heart 

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I hope when you peel citrus fruit
that it all comes out in one piece.
I hope that you have nothing to do today
so that you can stay in the shower
because sometimes that’s the warmest
and safest place to be.

I hope you let the sidewalk kiss
the bottoms of your bare
blistered feet after you’ve walked
far too long in uncomfortable shoes.

I hope the lights are all green on your drive home.
I hope the cashier looks at you like you’re beautiful.
I hope you have an appetite tonight and I hope
you have good things to eat.

I hope the walk to your car smells like trees.
I hope you haven’t forgotten how lovely you are.

We all have different definitions of a good day.
I hope you get some stuff done
even when you couldn’t leave your bed last week.
I hope you went outside even though
you didn’t want to see anyone.
I hope you at least have a day
where nothing bad happens.

I hope you have a day when you give yourself a break
because you need to remember that you’re human.
I hope you do something that makes you feel good about yourself.
I hope you do something for you and only you.
I hope you remember it’s not selfish.
I hope you remember it’s okay to eat.

Most of all, I hope you don’t die
because you are so many people’s reasons
to stay alive.

4:20 p.m. (You deserve the best, I hope you get it)

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seabornunicorns:

methoticalmemento:

Best host ever!!

recovering vegetarian

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jinxyourself:

whoo is sheeeee?

:O i love her idk who you are but i love you

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everydaystoopkid:

Miss Lathan. 

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catchstds:

I JUST LOVE THEMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

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methodcrys:

goals