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i just wanna be kissed on the daily

better to lose people not meant for you than to exhaust yourself trying to impress, love, help, and grow with people who never will be

it’s so weird that i never heard anybody talk about this, but… one of the things you will notice when you start recovering is that your old coping mechanisms will stop working. they might even start hurting. which is absolutely scary, and you might even find yourself being nostalgic for worse times when you could still give into those impulses and feel the pain ease off for a while. but they stop working because you are healing. take a deep breath. see how far you’ve come. you’ll go much further yet. be proud of yourself.

i cant wait to be a piece of shit w/ a bachelors degree

a concept: late night convo’s with someone that likes you as much as you like them.

Ribbed condoms don’t even taste like ribs.

Who the fuck wrote this

i can look at all my past loves and say that i’m over them but with you, just thinking about the way you say my name and the way you used to touch me. i’ll never be over that. i’ll never get over the feeling of adrenaline cruising through my veins, the way your hands used to grip my thighs, and how we were constantly in times of lust. you were the great love.

sometimes all i really want is to feel love

it’s not that i don’t want to be friends. it’s just every time i’d look in your eyes, i’d be reminded of us, of what we used to be, your not just a “ex” you were the ultimate person i learned to love more than i even loved myself. you became toxic, one day of not talking to you would turn to my tears, and now you wanna forget it all and be friends, that’s selfish, how would i ever move on?