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Ashley. 17. Dallas. Mentaly ill. Taken. NSFW.
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"If something burns your soul with purpose and desire, it’s your duty to be reduced to ashes by it. Any other form of existence will be yet another dull book in the library of life."


- Charles Bukowski (via iconoclassst)

(Source: dennisleehopper)

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velvet-valentine: AAAWWHH
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pursue-happiness: untitled by Jabbeltubel on Flickr.
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"Airports see more sincere kisses than wedding halls. The walls of hospitals have heard more prayers than the walls of churches."


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(via eu-phony)

wow..chilling

(via guccizommbie)

(Source: another-troubled-soul)

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Alias: Lenore: The Demands We Make of One Another

five—a—day:

Brightly, you demand to be loved.
Like a field of daisies, you demand admiration.
When you yawn and become tired,
your stillness betrays you.
The fever sweats out.
Your muscles loosen like thread.
In the night, I watch you,
cocooned in your own limbs,
spilled on my bed like white wine.

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  • Kissing is cool
  • Making out is cool
  • Holding hands is cool
  • Sleeping with someone you care about is cool
  • Cuddling is cool
  • You’re cool
  • Let’s do these cool things together

(Source: assachusetts)

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not-princehamlet:

peegan:

i just ran onto my porch and screamed “CAN I JUST FUCKING BE GOOD ENOUGH TO ACTUALLY MAKE YOU FEEL SOMETHING” and a guy rode by on a bike and screamed “YOU ARE PERFECT AND YOU MAKE ME FEEL ALIVE”

wow fuck thank you stranger thank you very much

#i want to write a love story that starts this way

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lovewhatsmissing: Today I opened my eyes as you stood before me, half my height. Feels like only weeks have passed since I seen your beautiful face for the very first time. I would hold you in my arms singing all my loving while you’d sleep soundly. I embraced you while you cried, were fussy, happy, and just because. Never would I have imagined that this little bundle in my arms would have changed my life so radically, so unexpectedly those first few months. Soon the excruciating seizures came, those deplorable seconds turned my world upside down and shook me to my core. I would hold you. I would hold you gently in my arms and count, while you cried out in between. I held you against my chest and pleaded with God when I looked down upon you. When those seconds felt hours, I would hold you and fight back tears that would burst profusely from my eyes. The following months have been recovery. Countless hours of agonizing shrieks, blows to my body, sleepless nights, and despairing thoughts plagued my mind. I would watch with sorrowful eyes as you’d struggle to drag your body across the ground using only one arm. I would watch you grow angry and tired with your limbs not functioning the way you’d want them to. I held you in my arms and cried. Cried for all the things I wished would disappear, cried for all the things you couldn’t do.  I pushed, compelled to see your light. To see you conquer all that was given to you. To see you smile as you stood for the first time, legs shaking. To see you take those not so graceful first steps, but overcome with joy as you’d fall onto your knees. Only to get up and run towards me to be embraced once more. To see the hand that was only there, to strike keys on a piano, to strum a guitar and serenade me with it’s beautiful sound. To see you laugh until you’ve ran out of breath, to giggle on anyways. To hear your voice, that was buried deep within your chest. Your voice that made my whole world suspend into silence to hear you speak. To hear I love you from your small lips that filled my eager ears, and completed my soul. To see that smile, teeth gleaming with pride once you’ve accomplished something you’ve done a thousand times, or have just learned.  To see you grow into this magnificent man, radiating with passion in all your glory. A man that has changed every aspect of my being. Who has taught me true humility, the ever loving feeling of carrying a child and being a mother. Who taught me the sun always shines after the worst of storms. I will always love you. Fearlessly, endlessly, and forever.
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felicefawn: I think if someone did this for me I’d cry with happiness and then ask them to marry me and let me love them forever.
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lookbookdotnu: ON DATING GIANTS (by Rachel Lynch)
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letmedothis:

hislittlebrat:

redwineredlips:

Where can I find a guy with facial hair, a nice dick, and who loves cats????????????????????????

hehe i win!!!

http://askshyster.com/post/40353271519/cuddle-buddy :)

I found mine!!(:

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hoeskimos:

are you the sun bc you need to stay 93,000,000 miles away from me