fuck. with. me. 
lets-runaway-and-get-lost:

I follow back!
mit-traenen-in-den-augen:

When another males you cry, Thats when you remember me. unter We Heart It.

I hate the way you talk to me,

and the way you cut your hair.

I hate the way you drive my car,

I hate it when you stare.

I hate your big dumb combat boots

and the way you read my mind.

I hate you so much it makes me sick,

it even makes me rhyme.

I hate the way you’re always right,

I hate it when you lie.

I hate it when you make me laugh,

even worse when you make me cry.

I hate it when you’re not around,

and the fact that you didn’t call.

But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you,

not even close…

not even a little bit…

not even at all.

10 Things I Hate About You (via dis-harmoniert)
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I used to build dreams about you. F. Scott Fitzgerald (via odaze)

(Source: bornreadygeneration, via unthoughtfully)

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From a Thought Catalog article:

But most of all, I just wish I could listen to music again. Because the only thing worse than hearing a song and thinking of you is sitting in silence and being left to my own thoughts. 

I used to believe that there was a song for everything. I just wish there was one that would help me find my old self again. 

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Today I figured out what a “crescent moon with earthshine” is, firsthand! Super cool to see all of the moon but only a crescent of it fully illuminated. Tried to take my own photo but it didn’t work out. This isn’t mine, but the moon looked a hell of a lot like this.
Loving anybody and being loved by anybody is a tremendous danger, a tremendous responsibility… James Baldwin
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