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*nerium*
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July 26, 2015 11:26pm UTC

Love is when you look at me and I no longer feel like crying.

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*nerium*
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July 21, 2015 10:47pm UTC

I sat, glassy and vague, with a golfball in my throat and needles in my eyes.

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*nerium*
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July 9, 2015 11:24pm UTC

My skin felt tight, so I cut around the edges. The next day, she sewed it back together; she sewed it so much tigher.

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hannahhere
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June 10, 2015 1:43pm UTC

I only missed you when I was drunk
and you only missed me when you were sober.
-maybe thats why we didn't work out.

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Last Serenade*
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May 4, 2015 10:23pm UTC

First shot tomorrooooow
whoop whoop!

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_Jannette
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May 5, 2015 9:11pm UTC

Format by _Jannette // keep this here pls
Roses are red,
foxes are clever. I like your butt. Let me touch it forever.

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ᴏɴᴄᴇ-ᴜᴘᴏɴ-ᴀ-ᴍɪᴅsᴜᴍᴍᴇʀ-ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ*
posted a quote
May 2, 2015 10:36pm UTC

But yesterday,
my heart moved for the first time in weeks. The body's little organs
fluttered enough to send missionaries up my bones and alert me
that I was blushing — that the heart was beating for someone else —
that the familiar figure who walked into the room and barely
looked me in the eye,
was enough to make all the stones nestled in the bottom of my
stomach turn over in their seats.

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*nerium*
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April 22, 2015 8:44pm UTC

i am a house made of concrete and many do not bother to visit. but i feel like a window when he looks at me. i feel so transparent, so raw and clear. i cannot hide at all. and when he looks at me - truly looks at me - he looks past all of the dirt and shards of broken glass. he crawls through the window, cutting his hands, until i can feel him sitting within the house of my soul.

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*nerium*
posted a quote
March 16, 2015 4:22pm UTC

And if you love your friends, then teach them all the difference between reason and reasons.

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*nerium*
posted a quote
February 16, 2015 7:56pm UTC

He had the bluest, saddest f.u.cking eyes. He was a vision of perfection, man, but I could never enjoy the view with all that melancholy seeping out his pores.

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*compassionate soul*
posted a quote
February 14, 2015 12:11pm UTC

Stop worrying. Stop getting angry at things
that aren't worth the energy you put into staying angry. Take a shower. Take five showers. Hell, take ten showes if you want to. Stay in bed all day and do 'nothing'. Watch sh*tty romantic movies and cry your heart out. Stay outside all day. Wake up in the morning with the determination to fall in love with your city all over again. Find quiet cafes and independent bookstores that you've never come across before. Pretend you're a tourist and take photographs. Stay out all night. Do things. Take care of yourself.

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January 1, 1970 12:00am UTC

This quote does not exist.

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smalltowngirl95
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February 15, 2015 9:29am UTC

I have the truly most amazing boyfriend ever! After drinking a little too much a little to fast he stayed up with me until 2 am, helped me calm down, and told me what was going on. I was freaking out and out of control. He kept telling me its all part of being in a relationship you get good and bad, that I'm sweet and amazing and I'm okay. He said he won't let me drink again without him there to keep an eye on me and keep me safe close to his side. I thinking I'm falling head first into love.

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Y0UNGL0V3MURD3R
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February 11, 2015 7:53pm UTC

I refuse to believe that Witty can die. I don't care how much people say that Witty is dying or that it's unpopular. I get that there's not much activity, but Witty for me has been life saving, and one day, it'll help others too. And Witty will never die.

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Gpc11
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February 7, 2015 1:36pm UTC

I’ll just flip this omelette Aaaand I’m having scrambled eggs.

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*nerium*
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February 3, 2015 6:26pm UTC

I feel like my emotions can run through tides of red. I am wrong, I know. But I can pretend, and I can be distracted by false relief.

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I'm a Niall Girl*
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February 7, 2015 2:44pm UTC

Lawyers never lose their appeal!

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*nerium*
posted a quote
February 3, 2015 12:18pm UTC

I'm asked all of these questions, I'm asked "If f(x,y) := x2y, then what does ∂f/∂x equal?" and I know it, I do, but I'm so tired and I don't care. I want to know why I feel this way, I want to know why I want to die and why I hurt myself even on good days. I want to know why math is more important than my life and why a grade is greater than my health. The only answer I have so far is 2xy.

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Dishonored*
posted a quote
January 31, 2015 3:33pm UTC

I feel like I don't have the right
to be sad about the s.hitty things
that actually happen to me. like, I
constantly feel like everyone is
thinking "oh, you were r.aped?
at least you were 19 and not a
kid." or "ha, your mom is an
alcoholic? well, at least you
made it this long without
having to take care of her."
I feel like my problems are a
constant burden to listen to;
that I am a constant burden
in general.

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*nerium*
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January 21, 2015 8:31pm UTC

I like your crooked teeth and I like your messy hair. I like the warmness of your hands; how they hold mine with great care. I like the paleness of your face, how I can make it burn bright red. How when I stare you start to jitter and look upon the ground instead. I like the way you like my eyes and the way you joke and tease, how just one of your simple smiles can weaken both my knees. I like how much you like me, we both know that it's true, but I'm still terrified of how I'm so in love with you.

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