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[therainonvenus]

you know how to kill somebody? fill them with love and then leave.

i don't know if i was just an experiment for you, but as you see, i am not dead.

and not because you didn't do the most selfish thing you could've ever done to someone, but because i knew that people like you only exist for temporary happiness, at least for people like me, and that's alright.

you are not my first thought in the morning, i am not wondering where you are, what are you doing or who you are with anymore.

i don't hate you, you just made me realize that i need to stay away from boys like you.

so thank you, darling, for walking out the fucking door.

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Reblog if you want someone to take you on a bookstore date.

Macro Literature

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it hurts so much when you realize that you shared your favorite songs with wrong people

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“I had no idea what I wanted, only that I wanted something, which is the worst kind of wanting.”

— David Levithan

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“There is love in holding and there is love in letting go.”

— Elizabeth Berg

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Rupi Kaur; milk and honey

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Nobodys ever fought to keep me.

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“can you tell me a Story? what kind of a Story do you want me to tell? ( i am so full of Stories sometimes it feels like i am made of nothing else. i will give them to you, one by one, until there is nothing left in me. ) tell me about the brightest boy you ever knew. bright can mean a lot of things. bright like gold, like dawn, like stars… ( even cannon fire and muzzle flares and sword glints are bright in the darkest nights. ) you can choose. it’s your Story. i don’t mind. okay. i’ll tell you a story about the brightest Boy i ever knew. ( it doesn’t matter anyway; they’re all about the same Boy. it’s always been about the same Boy. ) does it have a happy ending? if i tell you now, it’ll ruin the Story. ( there is no ending because i refuse to call this Story finished. i am still hoping that it finds a happy ending somewhere beyond the apocalypse. ) fine. i’m listening. once upon a time, there was a Boy with fool’s gold for hair and dawn in his blood. ( and i couldn’t stop him from burning up with the fire in his heart. but he was beautiful when he burned. )”

— and for a moment, the world was too. ( j.p. ) || insp.

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I just shrug it off and whip into bed

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Stop the voices

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Why is everything so exhausting? I’m tired. I’m numb. I’m sick of this.

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I just don’t understand how I can be so empty all the fucking time.

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The Notebook