April 2010
Since you obviously dont care how many times he lies to your face, cheats on you (and with my former best friend) and how much PAIN he causes you, think about it like this.
You want him to grow up but he can never do that when you’re holding him back. You’re enabling him to be like this. The more you say it’s ok and you forget it, the more you hurt him and the longer you stunt...
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I wonder what was the last thing they said to each...
The picture to the left depicts the skeletons of a pair of lovers who died 5,000 years ago (3,000 B.C.) in Mantua, Italy.
Their tenderness is obvious.
This couple wasn’t buried in a volcanic explosion like that of Pompeii (which happend in the 1st century A.D.). It seems that the man (left) was killed or mortally wounded first and the woman (right) lay down beside him, knowing that she...
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Dear Family, thank you for all your help. I mean that in the heaviest form of sarcasm available to the human language. You effing beg me to ask you for help and I never do. Havent relied on anybody but myself in so many goddamned years, I cant even fathom how that must feel. Least of all, I’ve relied on YOU, Mom and Dad. You haven’t even bought me a birthday present since I was 17, for...
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What's life without a little risk?: Reblog with a... →
rockseeanne:
unconditionallycookie:
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mad-hatter:
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Girl: Skylar, Sadie
Boy: Caleb, Lucas
Girl: Maddie or Kelsey
Boy: Max or Alec
Girl: Zoey
Boy: Zack or Alex
girl: lola/tallulah/emilia
boy: oscar/marc
Girl: Molly/Katie
Boy: Jeremy, Jonothan or Timothy (after my late stepfather)
Boy: Aryan, RohanVir, Yuvraj, Virender
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girl: spongebob
boy:...
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At 4:45, I watched a guy die. He looked like he was 16, 17. He was being a fool. Ran straight into oncoming traffic during rush hour….about 20 feet away from a crosswalk. The police rushed up, but I was on the bus when they stopped traffic and when we stopped my window was level with the body. They said he probably wont make it so it’s not for sure he’s going to die,...
Today, I woke up to find my husband picking the dead skin off my back from a sunburn I got and eating it. FML
hahahaha
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My bones are breaking under the weight of all the lives I’m not living
I am a drawing board. A clean slate. A mask with no face behind it. A sheet of flesh with no emotion. Just a mask I repaint every morning to cloud the image of my incessantly stirring thoughts. A necessary mask to cover the storm behind my eyes. Why the storm? Why the mask?
Fear. Nothing more, nothing less.
Fear of frightening you with the electric hatred that pulses inside me. Of raping your...
