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I want to explain how exhausted I am. Even in my dreams. How I wake up tired. How I’m being drowned by some kind of black wave.
Elizabeth Wurtzel  (via fabulousbitch69)

(Source: winterkristall)

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I’m full of love, and nobody wants it.
Dylan Klebold (via suiicune)

(Source: cecesevenfold)

jmashh:

There’s nothing sexier than a guy with confidence who knows what he wants in bed. Ugh.

upgraders:

It’s weird that pirates would go from shore to shore looking for buried treasure when the real treasure was in the friendships they were making

rosaparking:

cum on my tits cause thats where my heart is

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Love is a verb. Love is as love does. Love is an act of will. It is the will to extend one’s self for the purpose of nurturing one’s own or another’s spiritual growth. Will implies choice. We do not have to love. We choose to love.
bell hooks (via ynannarising)