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gnarly:

WHEN YOU FORGET YOUR CHARGER AND YOUR PHONE DIES

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what a piece of shit

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fymarinaandthediamonds:




 Marina & The Diamonds | Hypocrates




 I know you only want to own me cause that’s the kind of love you show me you tell me one thing then do another keep all your secrets undercover

fymarinaandthediamonds:

Marina & The Diamonds | Hypocrates

I know you only want to own me
cause that’s the kind of love you show me
you tell me one thing then do another
keep all your secrets undercover

what’s the point of being constantly let down..

ktkeen96:

theecamerondallas:

i have been waiting for this to show up in my dash forever

ITS BACK

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I remember writing about hands once,
but I don’t think I speak that language anymore.
I woke up one day,
and the poems on the wall didn’t make sense
and I couldn’t remember if I was angry or
in love or falling apart or if I was supposed to
feel right in this skin or not.
Every week starts off with the same dream of mirrors,
and they are always all empty.
No one talks about the body in the middle
of the room,
because they don’t see it anymore.
I think I miss you,
but I’m not supposed to bring it up.
My mother calls,
and I only know how to say things like
‘wish you were here,’
and ‘this city’s so dull without you tonight.’
She tells me it isn’t healthy collecting
ghosts like post cards,
and she wishes her knees were still good
so she could pray for me properly.
It turns out a lot of people talk to themselves
just to make sure their voice isn’t gone,
and it isn’t just me.
I am trying to wipe the loneliness from
the walls in this white tiled bathroom,
but it sticks to every surface like a dirty confession.
One of these days I am going to wake up
in my body again.
I wonder if I’ll finally know how to use it
after spending so much time apart.

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dutchster:

when the doorbell rings and i know it’s the pizza guy

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