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fuck yall with your “i want hickies and to nap with him and make out in the bath <3 relationship goals” posts. you know what i want? a smoothie and immediate death. 

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I wonder if there are any times on the clock I have never seen.

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I hope that facial recognition advances to the point where I start getting tagged in the background of travel photos posted by complete strangers.

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i couldn’t unlove him if i tried. and believe me, i tried. i tried to forget things about him, but forgetting always made me remember. i tried to erase all the good parts of him from my mind, so i could convince myself he wasn’t right for me. and i do believe he wasn’t right for me, i just couldn’t forget all the good things. the way he made me laugh or the way he held me when I was hurting. oh god, im hurting. i need you to hold me again.

i never knew how much i needed you until now, but please, hold me now // @thecollisionsofsouls on tumblr (via thecollisionsofsouls)

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*starts feeling guilty because i know i could be doing something more productive* …sure hope that goes away

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I don't want to move.

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my bf has many interesting stories and observations from his new job as a 911 operator

my favorite is how meandering people are, even in the midst of a terrible emergency

they respond to “what is the emergency” with “well, the thing is, four weeks ago–”

and then he’s like “WHAT IS THE EMERGENCY RIGHT NOW”

and they’re like “so what happened this morning was, i said to my wife, i said–”

“WHAT IS CURRENTLY HAPPENING AT THIS MOMENT”

“oh i’m having a heart attack”

my second favorite is how specific he has to get sometimes

like, “what is your emergency?”

“i’m sitting in a pool of blood.”

“… is it… your blood?”

“yes i think so”

“do you know where it’s coming from?”

“probably the stab wound”

“have you been stabbed?”

“oh yah definitely”

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The economy

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I saw this thing on Twitter about the 9/11 men and women that were killed. It was talking about how some people didn't die because their car didn't start or they got caught in traffic. That all the bad things happening to them made them late to work actually saved their life. So if something bad is happening in your life its for a reason .

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He showed no affection, no romance, not even light-hearted touches. When he looked in her eyes, he saw himself in the reflection, and that was the one thing he refused to incorporate into his stories of heartbreak. He was obsessed with the words that radiated off of life. The wind spoke in gusts, and the stars spelt out dreams. It’s almost laughable when she thinks back on it, to have thought that she could ever compete with the twenty-six letters he had a tendency to string together with stardust in milliseconds. They were the creation of his sick need to demolish hearts for the sake of poetry, because apparently, he had a duty to this world. He’d say that broken hearts were a small cost for beautiful words. He made it sound so poetic, so enchanting, that maybe the pain could become something beautiful. He could word it so wistfully that heartbreak would become something so alluring that she’d want to taste it for herself, that maybe having her lips stained with his taste even after he left would be so devastatingly prepossessing. That’s why she knew it was a terrible sin to fall in love with a poet. It was a shame she already had.

an excerpt from a book i’ll never write || the glory in breaking hearts. (via stellarr)

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I am a professional at misreading tone and overreacting to problems that most likely don’t even exist

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I had this girl in my class and she was considered to be like really dumb. She’d ask a ton of doubts and questions in class, which everybody would consider to be “stupid"and “silly” and even the teachers would often taunt her but she’d never stop asking. But the thing was that she’d almost always top the class examinations and everyone was like???? They all thought she was cheating and stuff and obviously even the teachers were very biased because she wasn’t so ‘smart’ in class, and she was regularly accused of cheating. But nobody could prove that she was actually cheating but the whole class and teachers totally believed that she did. I’m pretty socially awkward so I never really talked to her, but she was leaving school this year and I was genuinely curious about how she was so good during exams and how she didn’t let everyone’s remarks affect her. She always used to sit and hang out with only one girl, and she told me that that friend of hers was severely socially anxious and she’d lag in studies because she couldn’t bring herself to ask doubts in class or ask for help from others. So they had this system where during lectures her friend would write down any question she had, and she would ask them for her. And I was just so touched??? Idk but it really changed the way I looked at people?? This girl endured taunts and jeers and borderline bullying for being “stupid” when she was actually really smart and could easily have refused to ask such doubts for her friend but she did?? And brushed off everything others would throw at her for her friend?? I was just, idk it just really changed me in some way.