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me: am i skinny yet?

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I am not an easy person to love. Some days I will whisper how beautiful you are while planting gentle kisses all over your body. You will giggle and try to fight me off and in that moment my heart will have never felt so light.

But other days when my mind is a storm cloud threatening to explode, I will be a bundle of emotions that I cannot quite keep contained. I will be cold, distant, and you will look at me like I am not the same person you fell in love with.

I am a broken light switch. My moods flicker without anyone flipping me on and off. I wake up each morning and wonder which me you will encounter that day. I always hope it is the one who makes you want to stick around.

I am not easy to love. But what I need you to understand is that whether there is a war raging inside of my mind or I am the kind person that you adore, I will always love you.

I will love you in the morning. I will love you when you cry. I will love you when I am angry. I will love you when you’re being stubborn. I will love you when I don’t even love myself. I will love you.

I know that there will be days when you want to give up on me but I am asking you, please don’t. You see, you are the only one who has been able to settle the storm inside of me before I even realize it is surfacing.

I am not easy to love but I promise that I will always put up a fight. And I will love you no matter which me my light switch flips on that day.

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terezi-owns2:

THE LITTLE KID NEXT DOOR JSUT OPENED HIS WINDOW AND YELLED “WHAT IS 27 PLUS 4” AND I YELLED “IT’S 31” AND HE SAID “THANK YOU GOD LADY” IM LAUGIHNG

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"She likes to sleep. It makes her forget about it."

- (e.v.d.a.)

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counterpunches:

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twophoenixfeathers:

whoop there it is

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letting go;
its a lot harder than it seems. You talk all day, everyday. You fall asleep on the phone together. You wake up to good morning texts. You think about them every second you’re awake then when you’re asleep, you dream about them. You spend time with them weather its in person or not. They soon become a part of your everyday life and you get used to it… Then all of a sudden, they leave. Most of the time once they’re gone, they’re gone for good. Meaning, no more late night calls, no more cute text messages (actually no texts at all), no more ’ i love you ’ ‘babe ‘ all of that. The first few days you will want to call, text, send them an ask, IM, really do everything just to talk to them and restore what’s “normal”. But, as much as you try,  things don’t change. The hardest part is letting go. You check their tumblr and often just to see what they’re doing and also to see if they have someone new. This person that was once your everything is now just a memory. A memory that you replay over and over again in your head. You spend nights reminiscing in the said words, shared laughs, the kisses, all the good things that went on during the time you two were together. Letting go can take weeks, months, even years. Remember that this was just a fragment of time, a memory that will someday fade.

raypuaza:

can i stay at your place? no hobo

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