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kaliforhnia:

Idk why I keep getting sad over people that don’t give a shit about me.

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Don’t tell me that you love me, because anyone can tell me that. Tell me that I make you tear up with anger and frustration, but at the end of the day you still want to lay down next to me, put your arms around me, and sleep.

Unknown (via scrapedpalms)

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I think she’s special. She doesn’t need anyone. Like that’s the thing. Even if we were together, she wouldn’t really belong to me. She doesn’t belong to anything. She’s off in her own world…

Childish Gambino (via heyitsmayra)  (via yungella)

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Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.

I was beginning to wonder if this was just how it was supposed to be for me, like perhaps I wasn’t capable of having that many people in my life at any one time.

Sarah Dessen, Lock and Key (via simply-quotes)

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You yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection.

Gautama Buddha (via observando)

I’m too horny for the amount of sex I’m not having.

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