liana

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atwistedmind:

restlessdelusionalyouth:

bodyinabox:plain jane took a plane

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icanread:

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and sometimes it works

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the smoke thief by shana abe

Gonna cut mah hairrrrrr

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friendship is..

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if i could touch one person, help one person, it’d be enough

can’t be greedy, or too needy

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gettin a haircut on wednesday, i am excite :)

oops, homework

my desktop, currently :) gettin’ in the mood for the new pokemon game coming out <3333

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the four great loves of my life (excluding, of course, my family, my friends, and my religion): books. Pokemon. my mac-air. and my iphone.

*materialistic piece of crap*

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ache:

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friends are more trouble than they’re worth

we all say actions speak louder than words, but words speak plenty for me. maybe it’s because words are so powerful for me - i treasure them. i respect them. i respect myself. and even with all these cushy layers of protection, i still get hurt by them.

sickening.

god.

god.

i know you mean your sorry but i don’t want to be cut into pieces again at your next slip of tongue. i’m not the sort of person who can blow off hurt, compartmentalize anger like you can. i can’t humanise pain like that.

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ache:

we fight to remember, we fight to forget

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ache:

livingthroughdreams:

disturbedlightning:

ilovedinoman:

ryannreyes:

mynameispfk:acharmedlife:anditslove

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inspiration, praise God.

To everything there is a season,
a time for every purpose under the sun.
A time to be born and a time to die;
a time to plant and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
a time to kill and a time to heal …
a time to weep and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn and a time to dance …
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing;
a time to lose and a time to seek;
a time to rend and a time to sew;
a time to keep silent and a time to speak;
a time to love and a time to hate;
a time for war and a time for peace.

ecclesiastes 3:1-8

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it was too much, or it was too little.

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silk:

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silk:

osculation:

Emily & Zooey Deschanel.

i realise now.

THEY’RE SISTERS!!!!!!!!!!!

ache:

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LET’S LOSE SOME WEIGHT, 50 BY SYDNAYYYY

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i don’t get love. i don’t get why it’s so necessary. i don’t get why having a guy is so important, why having a ~*boyfriend*~ is an escalator to admiration. it’s not. sure, i give the appropriate reaction (“what?!?! spill the deets, gurl”) but inside i’m just thinking, we’re too young, we’re too young. we’ve barely even begun to stretch our wings and before we can even climb into the sky we’re clipping them with weights that drag down to the center of the earth. i don’t get love. the thought of having a boyfriend makes me sick to my stomach: i don’t want things to change. i don’t want to grow older.

i don’t get love.