Going to bed mad at me is one thing, but I’ll never understand how you fall asleep with saying I love you.

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When two friends come colliding,
it seems the world has split into two.
The gentle laughter of the lovers ease into bitter glares across the work space.
Tongues become twisted
and apologies stop at the origin.
This small 12 foot square seems miles long when backs remain facing backs.
I still care about how you’re doing and what it was this time
that plagued your slumber the night before.
But it’s day two and
Im not sure what shade of blue your eyes are today.

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Sunday, September 28 with 2 notes
ineffable
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(adjective) In the list of one of the most 100 beautiful words in the English language, ineffable’s beauty lies in its flowing sound and meaning. Ineffable describes the sentiment of being unable to express something in words because it is too extreme to communicate; words cannot possibly do justice at this particular moment.  (via wordsnquotes)

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Sunday, September 28 with 29,647 notes

Tonight I listened to a voicemail you left me three months ago.
In it, you told me to go fuck myself.
I still remember that night.
I still remember those words rolling off your tongue so gracefully.
I remember wondering how someone so beautiful could be so cruel.

Two months ago I called you at three A.M.
I expected you to ignore it, or to send me to voicemail;
those were two of the things you were best at.
You answered and I felt my heart begin to race;
you probably thought it was because I missed you,
but truthfully it was because I didn’t expect you to answer,
and because I really had to pee.
I asked you how you were and you sat there quietly and confused.
It was like you forgot that I existed and that I was once a part of your life.
You told me “fine” and I smiled.
That was the last conversation we had.
I made sure to let go of you, and every negative word that was said, in a peaceful way.

Fast forward two months, and I still wonder how you are.
I still wonder how your dog is and if you’ve seen any good movies lately.
If you ever heard me say this, you’d probably blush like you used to whenever I said something sweet.
You’d probably think I think these things because I still love you, that I still want you.
But that is not the case.
You see, six months ago I was jumping through hoops to please you.
To make sure that you were happy before myself.
To make sure that I was the one causing your happiness.
But it is not six months ago.
It is now.
And now I simply remember you as a person I gave my soul to.
A person I told secrets to at 4am and fucked to feel a sense of closeness.
A person I loved, yes.
But it is not six months ago.
It is now, and now I miss you.
I miss the way you called randomly just to ask how my day was.
I miss the way you seemed to care, even if you didn’t.
I miss the friendship and the secrets and the stories.
And maybe one day things will be different.
Maybe you’ll call me on a Tuesday afternoon and ask how my day was.
These are the things I think about before my eyes slowly close and I am finally rewarded with sleep.
But for right now?
Go fuck yourself.



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Sunday, September 28 with 109,254 notes
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I would really love a German chocolate cake right about now.
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Both men and women should feel free to be sensitive. Both men and women should feel free to be strong. It is time we see gender as a spectrum, and not as two sets of opposing ideals.

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Sunday, September 28 with 40,644 notes
Trust the vibes you get, energy doesn’t lie.

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Sunday, September 28 with 100,539 notes
I spent like 10 years of my life pretending to fly around on a broomstick and you’re asking me if preparing for a love scene was ‘tricky’ because the other person also had a penis?

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Sunday, September 28 with 144,345 notes
I really wish I could spend Saturday nights cuddled up with you watching scary movies. I wish we could go on late night walks around the city and go to a park and just watch the stars and if you said the stars looked beautiful, I’d tell you that you look even more beautiful than any star in the sky. I wish I could take you on dates, even if it was to a really shitty movie. I wish I could be with you whenever I wanted to be.

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Sunday, September 28 with 3,578 notes

No one escapes their past.

No one escapes Judgement.



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'Cause I'd rather fight with you than laugh with another.
I’d rather freeze in your arms than be warm under covers.
I’d let you hit me before I ever let you hit the floor.
And I’d rather choke than to breath in your absence.
I’d rather feel your wrath than feel another’s passion.
I’d rather die on the day that I give you a kiss
Than spend the rest of my life knowing I never did

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