"She scares the hell out of me and calms my soul at the same time. Maybe that’s what love is—a total contradiction that somehow balances out."

— Tammara Webber, Where You Are (via quotethat)

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ex0skeletal:

Pro Tip: Instead of having feelings, try being dead inside. Everything is still horrible but you will not care at all.

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  • mom: don't eat the cookies yet, they just came out of the oven and are too hot
  • me: fire cannot kill a dragon
"I hate when models say ‘Oh, plastic surgery is just a wrong thing,’ What’re you talking about? You won the genetic lottery. You look like this specimen that’s making people everywhere feel insecure and you’re going to ridicule someone for getting plastic surgery? Sometimes it’s not fair that certain people are born with certain things."

Tyra Banks (via draconis-silber)

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miss-dahlia-art:

djabaum:

only in Asia.


hahaha😂😂

miss-dahlia-art:

djabaum:

only in Asia.

hahaha😂😂

"

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the sound I heard when I was 9 and my father slammed the front door so hard behind him I swear to god it shook the whole house. For the next 3 years I watched my mother break her teeth on vodka bottles. I think she stopped breathing when he left. I think part of her died. I think he took her heart with him when he walked out. Her chest is empty, just a shattered mess or cracked ribs and depression pills.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s all the blood in the sink. It’s the night that I spent 12 hours in the emergency room waiting to see if my sister was going to be okay, after the boy she loved, told her he didn’t love her anymore. It’s the crying, and the fluorescent lights, and white sneakers and pale faces and shaky breaths and blood. So much blood.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the time that I had to stay up for two days straight with my best friend while she cried and shrieked and threw up on my bedroom floor because her boyfriend fucked his ex. I swear to god she still has tear streaks stained onto her cheeks. I think when you love someone, it never really goes away.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s the six weeks we had a substitute in English because our teacher was getting divorced and couldn’t handle getting out of bed. When she came back she was smiling. But her hands shook so hard when she held her coffee, you could see that something was broken inside. And sometimes when things break, you can’t fix them. Nothing ever goes back to how it was. I got an A in English that year. I think her head was always spinning too hard to read any essays.

It’s not that I don’t love you. It’s that I do.

"

— It’s not that I don’t love you.  (via extrasad)

I read this everytime it’s
on my dash and I cry everytime. I will reblog this forever.

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dirtyberd:

Bad Bitches through the ages

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smasherinc:

#sexandthecity #sexandthecityquotes #carriebradshaw #samanthajones #carriequotes #samanthaquotes #satc #satcquotes

smasherinc:

#sexandthecity #sexandthecityquotes #carriebradshaw #samanthajones #carriequotes #samanthaquotes #satc #satcquotes

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