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The bravest thing I ever did was continuing my life when I wanted to die.

Juliette Lewis (via 1112pm)

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van-de-nacht:

it’s a last resort

Sleepsong in snapchats

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I don’t like talking to people. When I talk to people, all the things about myself that I don’t like come to the surface. I don’t like knowing about myself. It’s tantamount to torture to have to understand, acknowledge and accept each and every one of my several hundred million selves. It’s self-derision, a one-player game, a one-person performance.

Hitomi Kanehara, “Autofiction”  (via jongkink)

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I didn’t get over it, but I got used to it.

Story of my life. (via ranjhana)

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coltre:

Took this picture in beautiful Rome last night. This sky makes me think of us. The stars are so far from me and so are you. I hope one day I will hold your hands again. I miss you.

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coltre:

Took this picture in beautiful Rome last night. This sky makes me think of us. The stars are so far from me and so are you. I hope one day I will hold your hands again. I miss you.

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A year ago we stayed up till 3 am talking
And today I don’t know how to even say hey

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