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"Love is not the same thing as a marriage or a relationship or having children. Love is not work. Love is a feeling, pure and simple. It’s a feeling you can have one moment, in which you believe you could throw yourself in front of a speeding train for someone; and it can vanish the next, when they tear your heart out and steal every last beat for themselves."

-  Renée CarlinoNowhere but Here (via hellyeahitsrandom)

"You’re within me — in every thought, every word, every act."

- Simone de Beauvoir, from Letters To Sartre (via violentwavesofemotion)

"Somewhere between emotional and emotionless."

- (via blkdzn)

grave-triarchy:

grave-triarchy:

my self esteem was so high a few weeks ago but now i kinda wanna peel all of my skin off and set myself of fire, ya kno????

so i looked it up and the causes for the ulcers are

  • stress
  • menstruation
  • quitting smoking
  • spicy food
  • iron deficiencies

WELL FUCK ME THEN BC ALL OF THAT IS MY LIFE RIGHT NOW

tacobelligerent:

tacobelligerent:

I STEPPED ON A FUCKING LEAF AND AT THE SAME TIME SOME KID SCREAMED I THOUGHT IT WAS THE FUCKIN LEAF OMG

why do we always have to reblog my mistakes

slapmytitties:

These three emojis pretty much sums up how I feel all the time tbh

slapmytitties:

These three emojis pretty much sums up how I feel all the time tbh

"I’m calm, in the certain knowledge that nothing and nobody will sap our life, and nothing — no cataclysm, no absence — will wear down our love."

- Simone de Beauvoir, from Letters To Sartre (via violentwavesofemotion)

"

Come to the beach with me
And watch the pelicans die,
Hear their feeble screams
Calling to an empty sky
Where once they played
And scouted for food,
Not scavenging like the gulls
But plummeting unafraid
Into friendly waters.

Come to the beach with me
And watch the pelicans die,
Listen to their feeble screams
Calling to an empty sky.
Maybe Christ will walk by
And save them in their final toil
Or work a miracle from the shore,
A courtesy of Union Oil.

Come to the beach with me
And watch the pelicans die.
My God! They’ll never fly again.
It’s worse than Normandy somehow,
For there we only murdered men.

"

- James Kavanaugh (via observando)