You asked me to stop smoking cigarettes. You told me that they’d turn my insides into ash but you forgot to mention that you would too.

Now I go through a pack a day and my hands won’t stop shaking. Everyone tells me I should stop, but destroying myself reminds me too much of you.

And believe me baby, I’ve tried to exhale the breaths we shared when we kissed and even when I run out of breath, I still have yours but what if I didn’t? What if I never loved you enough to die for you?

I’d like to tell myself that I’d be fine if your lips were never against mine, but you’re one who took away the shovel when I was digging my own grave.

I knew you loved me then, so why did you leave me here alone with my thoughts, a pack of cigarettes and shaking hands? Was my love not enough for you? If you come back, I promise to stop smoking. Please come back.

― cigarettes and destruction are synonyms for each other // collab thewordsyouneverunderstood and heartofthebitter-mindofapoet (via thewordsyouneverunderstood)
Some people smoke,
others drink, and others fall in love,
each one dies from a different way.
― (via sensitizes)

HAVE YOU EVER JUST REALLY WANTED TO KISS SOMEONE BUT YOU CANT

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you-can-call-me-belle:

jordynivy:

annaoverboard:

What if you wake up one morning and you’re in bed with the love of your life and they have their arm around you and their snoring like a fucking ass hole, but you can’t help but to smile and you hear a baby crying and it finally hits you, you’ve made it.
you beat the demons inside you, the voices, the darkness.
I look forward to that, to knowing I made it.

this deserve so many notes

I just teared up… This is beautiful.

sedirktive:

when someone cries because you said something nice to them, they’re someone who you need to protect because they haven’t seen enough kindness in the world.

rain-force:

plot twist: you scream to your mom who’s in her room to come to the table because you already made the dinner

-keepsmiling:

One time I heard my boyfriend had sex with another girl. So I called and asked him about it and he denied it, so I called the girl and she denied it too, and then I called my boyfriend back and told him that the girl had told me everything and he replied with “it was just one time. It meant nothing.” And then I replied with “fuck you, she didn’t tell me anything.” And that’s still my favorite story to tell.

sarahsizzites:

snowpetrel:

i was babysitting a little boy and girl once and the boy asked me if i had a boyfriend and i said “no!! but i have a girlfriend!” and he said “like a friend thats a girl?” and i said “no like a boyfriend but they’re a girl instead of a boy! we still do couple things but we’re just both girls” and he said, without missing a beat, “oh ok! are you gonna marry her?”

like it’s literally that easy for kids to understand

Children > Adults

(Source: bunnyhug)


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