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I’m starting to think some of y’all haven’t actually felt the rain on your skin… which is crazy because no one else can feel it for you

I think next thursday is gonna be the best day of my entire life tbh

reblog for next thursday to be the best day of your life

not risking it

i am a lover. but underneath that i'm a hater. and then underneath that i'm a lover again

imagine how good it must feel to press a gun to your temple after a bad day and just hold it there with your eyes closed for a few minutes before sighing and putting it away

kind of weird how parts of your soul are left in various locations without any warning… like yes i’m always at the top of that hill, sitting at the bus stop, in the cool light of the Japanese restaurant, standing at the pier etc etc

"You were in my dreams last night" yeah our souls have been clawing through our chests to get to each other since we met but I'm glad you noticed

This too shall pass but like holy fuck

I can’t stand people that don’t let me speak hyperbolically. If I can’t respond to a minor inconvenience that someone should get shot in the fucking head for it then what’s the point of it all.

did they ever cut that guy's life into pieces like he was requesting

be honest. are you guys only hanging out with me because of the prophecy.

"did i tell u this already?" we are in a timeloop and i am in love with u tell me again

"this too shall pass" well can it fucking get on with it

do you wanna hang out tonight my curse was finally lifted