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I miss you, and I cry over you. But shh! It’s a secret because I’m the one who fucked it all up. I’m the way who walked away. I don’t deserve to cry.
(via fuckforgivness)
In French, you don’t really say “I miss you.” You say “tu me manques,” which is closer to “you are missing from me.” I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb, or an organ, or blood. I cannot function without you.
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(via bloodypounds)
Verum Terra: Hey guess what?
I’m super awesome at fucking everything up! Just in case you didn’t already notice. And guess what else? AFTER I’ve fucked things up beyond all repair, I like to go back and torture myself over it in the most painful ways I can imagine! Ahh, regret and self-loathing are the two things I know will…
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sneakyandsmoked-out:
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theseare my thoughts
to you,
of you,
and possibly
with you
