February 2012
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Each blast of thunder seems louder than the last,
But I always reconsider when I factor in the past.
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But I will say this: When the scientists of the future show up at my house with...
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John Green, The Fault In Our Stars (via angelbrother)
I honestly NEVER EVER EVER have cried in reaction to something more in my life than line, in the book. I never would have guessed that Isaac would have been the one to give me that reaction out of the characters either.
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I'm a lady. I don't like to be called:
dude
man
mayn
bro
brah
nigga
kiddo
kid
son
sonnie
homie
holmes
punk
etc.
You’re making a total asshat of yourself. I mean, you do know I have a name right?
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It’s just hard to muster the energy to try anymore. Because when I do, it just leads to feeling more and more ostracized by the ones who are supposed to care for me the most. I shouldn’t have to put effort in areas that are needing it, because I never had to until now. I miss the self-sustaining state things used to cycle in. It feels like a competition, and I just want to drop out. I...
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It's to that point.
Where midst new pain, I forget the old perhaps. Slowly your face along with the memories become clouded, milky mirages I will store away in some file cabinet in the back of my skull. I’m finally to this bridge, that creaks a bittersweet creak with each step.
With each day that you become less and less to me, I am happy for myself as I am sad. I’ve held on to these ropes for so long,...
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So help me one more fucking “14 Days of Valentines” post on facebook, one more fucking Kay Jewelers commercial, or one more fucking pun involving nuts or fruit or candy to symbolize your love for your boyfriend of 2 months, I’m literally going to A, throw up and shit myself simultaneously or B, burst into wrathful tears.
…..And this is just the beginning.
13 more days...
January 2012
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Here's a really straightforward post.
My boyfriend and I broke up today. It was an unhealthy relationship, and I’m not angry at him, as much as I am disappointed. I am an old soul. I feel like literally I am an old woman in a 16 year olds body, and that didn’t really match his personality as time went on. That’s no excuse for how I was treated though. I’m not going to settle anymore. There will be no more...
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We break, and I start out alone again.
A fresh start, or a poisoned plague?
Good experience, or a big mistake?
We break, and I start out alone again.
Anonymous asked: Dear person I'm jealous of,
I will write about the following, anonymous or not leave one in my ask box
Dear person I hate,
Dear person I like,
Dear ex bestfriend,
Dear bestfriend,
Dear *anyone*,
Dear Santa,
Dear mom,
Dear dad,
Dear future me,
Dear past me,
Dear person I’m jealous of,
Dear person I had a crush on
Does anyone realize, the more sad I am the more analogies are roped into my text posts…and the more angry I am the more direct they become.
How the fuck can I fix anything when you won’t talk to me. I forgot why I hated dating and the bullshit that comes with it so damn much, but now I remember.
I’m just a fucking body.
Everybody knows I’m a motherfucking monster.
– Sylvia Plath (via incorrectsylviaplathquotes)
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What do I even title this?
I just want you to text me first. Or say good morning, or even good night.
I just want you to ask me to do something on the weekend. I’ll even settle for a week day. Instead of me having to ask you.
I just want you to maybe ask me to do something other than hook up in my room and watch movies. Maybe you could I don’t know, take me to one?
I just want you to just give me a good...
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I can hear the constant ‘ding’ of someone guessing a letter correctly on Wheel of Fortune all the way from upstairs in the bathtub. Can I solve for “Shut the fuck up”.
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I’m in that spot of existence that has me teeter-tottering back and forth from two sides of an important decision I need to make.
I’m not being treated well. But should I settle? Or wait for an opportunity to feel what I deserve? I’d like to know how many hours I’ve invested into thinking about this.