That moment when you actually have a minute to think about what you’re feeling and realize that you’ve been living in a fantasy land the past two weeks like a fuckin bimbo idiot with her head in the clouds with no firm facts to base her disillusionment on.
Get yourself together, girl. Stand on your own two feet. And know when to let it go, no matter how much it hurts you…
You are smarter than this. That life you imagined two weeks ago… it’s not yours.
It will never be yours.


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"That’s the problem with putting others first; you’ve taught them you come second."

- read that, again. (via tsuyuake)

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He looked pretty normal

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"You’re mine or you’re not mine."

"No, Theodore, I’m yours and I’m not yours."

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"…and you drink a little too much and try a little too hard. And you go home to a cold bed and think, That was fine. And your life is a long line of fine."

- Flynn, Gillian. Gone Girl.  (via creatingaquietmind)

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I hate this.
I hate going out and getting buzzed and dancing to the same songs and flirting with the same people.
It’s heartbreaking.
I hate this. I wish you were mine.


I met my best friend the other day. And I fell further in love with him. And it is simultaneously the best and worst thing that has happened to me.
Because now my lips are addicted to what you taste like will be going though the most painful withdrawals till they meet yours again.
I love you. I love you. I love you. Fuck the rest.


"I believe in sexual freedom, I promote it, but me personally? I haven’t had sex in six, eight months, maybe longer. I think to have sex you should be in love… I’ll meet the love of my life when I meet the person who can see through every layer I have that’s meant to distract you and throw you off. I’ve been mistreated and abused my whole life, so I have these barriers up and I’m waiting to find the person who sees through that."

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You know when you are standing on the beach and a wave comes up and washes over your ankles and then when it falls back into the ocean it pulls the sand out from under your feet?

I stood there in front of the Pacific for a half hour today, slowly sinking deeper into the earth with each passing wave and praying to God to let the next one just sweep me away.

San Diego, you broke my heart.