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I miss the way you felt laying motionless next to me and that no matter how dead my arm got or how bad the cramp in my side would get, I never wanted to move and wake you. Our bodies fit together like they were made to become one. I miss you every second of every day. When we parted ways, I lost half of me. I miss feeling whole. I just want to blink my eyes and be in bed with you cuddling and watching hockey. You are the only thing I know without a shadow of a doubt that I love. I’ve never felt more at peace in someone’s arms. You’re everything to me love bug. I will love you for the remainder of my existence.

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what doesn’t kill you
leaves scars
ruins your lungs
dries out all your tears
leaves you lying awake at 4 in the morning
wishing you weren’t alive
— (via c-isnenegro)
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Say it before you run out of time. Say it before it’s too late. Say what you’re feeling. Waiting is a mistake.
— (via heldenkotze)

Or what you don’t feel

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embracethishope:

quinngingerlove:

archicide:

"we almost dated" is such a weird relationship to have with someone

Plus the sequel “we never got closure”

And then the side adaptation “as a result I have a weird crush that never died”

all I know

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Anonymous asked: how do you get over someone?

slutwhat:

Alcohol

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tyleroakley:

sure it’s bad but like we don’t know this squirrel’s LIFE

tyleroakley:

sure it’s bad but like we don’t know this squirrel’s LIFE

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Just because you miss someone, it doesn’t mean you should go back to them. Sometimes you have to just keep missing them until you wake up one morning and realize that you don’t anymore.
— (via sober-nights)
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Maybe one night it’ll be 2am and you’ll hear my favorite song and remember the way my laugh sounded or the way i never looked you in the eyes and how my hair was always in my face.
But then again, maybe one night it’ll be 2am and you’ll hear my favorite song and you won’t even remember why you’ve heard it before.
— (via instanit-y)
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