You're perfect just the way you are.
Don't let anyone else tell you otherwise.








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You think ‘Okay, I get it, I’m prepared for the worst,’ but you hold out that small hope, see, and that’s what fucks you up. That’s what kills you.







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I have more respect for a man who lets me know where he stands, even if he’s wrong, than the one who comes up like an angel and is nothing but a devil.

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She moved on and I feel sorry for you, because she overlooked your flaws, your temper, your selfishness, your inability to love anyone but yourself. She could have anyone in the world, but she still chose you every time. All you are now is a crease in her past, a scar on her chest, a memory that fades faster than a photograph of you in a sealed box, hidden. Maybe now she will fight for someone who loves her, instead of someone who sucks the life out of her, never satisfied, even with her beating heart in his greedy hands.







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How amazing it is to find someone who wants to hear about all the things that go on in your head.

Nina LaCour, Hold Still  (via californiagirlwearingpearls)  






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if she only wants you, don’t worry about who wants her

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yea dumb ass

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When he says
He doesn’t love you anymore,
Roll your shoulders back
And look him in the eye
Even when it feels like your ribs
Are breaking inward, like spider legs.
When he digs up old aches
That he swore he forgave you for,
Smile
And ask him why he didn’t leave you sooner.
Ignore the way the words feel like sandpaper
Running all the way up your throat to your mouth.
When he blames you
For mistakes that wear his face,
Do not scream.
Do not cry.
Tell him that there are boys
Who would be proud to say they’d loved you.
Tell him that in two years
You won’t even remember his name
And don’t let him see the way you can taste your own lie.
When he leaves
Ignore the howling in your blood
And do not get up after him.
Not even to lock the door.
Do not, do not
Do not.
Smell his shirts when you box them up
To give them back.
Not one.
Swear off dating when you realize
You’re chasing ghosts that wear his smile.
It’s okay to cry over him.
It’s even okay to forgive him.
But do not go back to him.
If he did not know how to love you the first time,
He won’t know how to do it the next.

How To Pretend It Doesn’t Hurt, by Ashe Vernon  (via 1811181)

Holy fucking shit

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What I feel for you—it beats words. It beats worlds. I promise.

Katherine Mansfield, from The Collected Letters of Kathering Mansfield: Volume Four: 1920-1921 (Oxford University Press, 1996)  






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the worst feeling in the world is to know you were used and lied to by someone you trusted







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He forgot about you so easily, just remember that.







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I don’t care if it’s a sad good-bye or a bad good-bye, but when I leave a place I like to know I’m leaving it.

J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye (via d-ivinations)  






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