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We’ve officially reached that annoying time of year where it’s sweater weather in the morning, but by midday you die from a heatstroke.



 more pale here 

I use to get text messages like this. I use to be the person you couldn’t stop thinking of, the person you wanted to hold every minute of everyday. You would text me you missed me as soon as I dropped you off at home. Or you would text me in the middle of the night and say you wish I was there to hold. You use to do this, all of this, you use to love me. I would get random I love yous. Like kisses against the wall while you moan “I love yous” and half asleep 3am over the phone “I love yous” and in a huge crowded room let me secretly grab your hand and mouth “I love yous.” I often wonder how things can change. I know that this world is full of change and time changes things but you’re a complete 180. I mean how does someone just stop, just stop loving someone? Now your hellos are silent and your I miss yous and I love yous are for someone else, someone else who could never be me. I often wonder, wonder if I’ll ever pick up my phone and one day see, “I still find myself missing you.”

a part of me // neck deep

"Good Morning"
“How was your day?”
“Be careful”
“Text me when you get home so I know you’re safe”
“Sweet dreams”
“How are you?”
“I hope you’re feeling better”
“Have a good day today!”
“I miss you”
“Good night”
“Can you come over?”
“Can I come over?”
“Can I see you?”
“Can I call you?”
“You’re beautiful”
“Want something to drink?”
“Watch your step”
“Let’s watch a movie”
“What are you up to?”
“How is your day so far?”
“It will be okay”
“I’m here for you”
“Do you need anything?”
“Are you hungry?”
“I just wanted to hear your voice”
“You just made my day”

You don’t have to hear “I Love You” to know that someone does. Listen carefully. People speak from the heart more often than you think.

"I need someone who
Sees the fire in my eyes and
wants to play with it."
Haiku by l.s.f. (via despawndent)
"I only want this with you."
story of my fucking life
  • Me: I won't let it bother me I won't let it bother me I won't let it bother me
  • Me: *lays down to sleep at night*
  • Me: It bothers me, actually it really fucking bothers me, so let's lay here and think and stress about it instead of sleeping.
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