We are islands, excuses to remain alone.

Betsy. 21. NYC.


Ask away.  
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alvxandra:

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i’ve never seen something so accurate

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He hurts you and you keep repeating: one more time, one more breath, one more chance, just one more and you’ll fix him.

Until the day you are one tear stained night, two minutes and one second away from a melt down.

And you realise, you cannot fix anyone.

Not even yourself.

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Years from now, when you’re married and have a kid or two, you’ll find my picture in a box or maybe you’ll see me in a magazine or in a movie, and you’ll get that tug, that pull in your chest as if someone had ripped your heart away from you for a second, and you’ll remember what you felt all those years ago with that naive sixteen year old girl who was young enough to still believe there was good left in the world, with the glimmer of hope in her eyes and the generous hand as if the entire world was still open to her, and you’ll wonder who kisses her goodnight these days. And you’ll dig through your boxes until you find that little slip of paper she wrote her number on years ago, and you’ll call it, your heat beat racing as the line rings. But to your dismay, that number is no longer in service. And just like that, she’s gone. The feeling you’ll never feel again, is gone with the girl. And you’ll wonder if you had kissed her one last time or called her one last time ten years earlier, maybe she would be the one in the room next door putting, no, singing your child a lullaby to sleep. midnight-bleue (via brandyusa)

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ciggers:

so how do i terminate people from my life?

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1) A boy telling you you’re pretty won’t make you see the beauty in the fullness of your cheeks, in redness of your lips at 2 in the morning when tequila is making the bar bathroom spin. He can’t take away the ugliness that you see in yourself, you have to do that.

2) You have to be ready to hear someone say they love you. You have to be ready, and you have to be willing, and you have to listen. Because sometimes, they won’t say those three words, they’ll put a blanket over you while you’re watching a movie, they’ll kiss your cheek when they think you’re asleep, they’ll smile when they see you first thing in the morning. But you, you have to be willing to see it, feel it, let it in. Letting someone love you takes practice.

3) Don’t make compromises you can’t live with. Compromise is a different version of what you want, not a whole other Universe.

4) Learn to say no. No - to a movie you don’t want to watch; no - to sex you don’t want to have, no- to a relationship that’s driving you mad. Say no - to things that hurt you, to people that extinguish your fire, to jobs you hate and places that are desolate. There are bad things that we can’t control, bad things that happen and we are sucked into and have to feel with every fibre of our being, but the rest - learn to distance yourself, learn to say no.

5) Don’t expect people to walk through fire for you - not your parents, not your friends, not the person you’re in love with. Love doesn’t mean sacrifice, love shouldn’t mean sacrifice. Don’t expect someone to give away pieces of them, so they could fit you better. And don’t feel hurt when they refuse to - it’s self-preservation. Instead - learn from them. Do it as well.

6) Don’t tether yourself to people. Learn to make connections, to love, with both your feet steady on the ground. Learn to let people pass through your life; like a summer breeze, not a storm that’s just been unleashed.

7) Learn the difference between growth and growing up before it’s too late. Rooftops and water fights and ice cream for breakfast can be a part of your life at 10, 25, or 35. But by the time you’re 35 you need to learn to say enough, to be able to walk away, you need to be able to love yourself. Love yourself the way you loved yourself at 10, before the world had a chance to fill your head with ugliness.

m.v., The list of things I learned before turning 22, pt.1.  (via jaeheeimnida)

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A good relationship is when two people accept each other’s past, support each other’s present, and love each other enough to encourage each other’s future. So don’t rush love. Find a partner who encourages you to grow, who won’t cling to you, who will let you go out into the world, and trust that you will come back. This is what true love is all about. (via justinancheta)

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"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.

Blocklava (via sunflowercrowns)

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andrewformayor:

maarten-schroder:

Arjan by Maarten Schröder
Republicmen

stunning

andrewformayor:

maarten-schroder:

Arjan by Maarten Schröder

Republicmen

stunning

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destielsrainbowdick:

morlarty:

IF YOU GET STABBED DON’T FUCKING REMOVE THE KNIFE THE KNIFE IS KEEPING THE BLOOD INSIDE OF YOU IF YOU TAKE IT OUT YOU’LL BLEED OUT AND DIE.

however if you’re trying to kill someone DON’T FUCKING LEAVE THE KNIFE THE KNIFE IS KEEPING THE BLOOD INSIDE OF THEM IF YOU TAKE IT OUT THEY’LL BLEED OUT AND DIE.

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crabbyjammies:

gymnosofi:

mypatientvessel:

Dude.

My dad was telling me about these girls at his old college who invented a nail polish that paints on clear, and if you stir your drink with your finger with the nail polish on, it will react with the “Date Rape” drug and turn red.

Dude. It’s genius.

http://www.2lovemylips.co.uk/

I saw this before and didn’t reblog it because it didn’t have anything to say how but now that there is a link saying how I wil reblog it.

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mylifeasqueenb:

girls all go to the bathroom together because that’s where we rap battle

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qaga:

Lana Del Rey - Born To Die: Paradise Edition

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fuckherrightinthepussaaay:

lacigreen:

farfromthepacific:

cigarettesandwaffles:

Me if you use those fingers correctly.

omg I almost spit out the water I was drinking 

a million gallons of fun

Omg 😂😂

fuckherrightinthepussaaay:

lacigreen:

farfromthepacific:

cigarettesandwaffles:

Me if you use those fingers correctly.

omg I almost spit out the water I was drinking 

a million gallons of fun

Omg 😂😂

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