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I’d follow her any and everywhere. To the moon and back.

Rugrats

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bootyscientist:

i think communication is a huge obstacle in a lot of relationships. people either are afraid or just simply choose not to open up to their loved ones, and yet they wonder why their loved ones don’t fully understand or support them. let the people that love you inside your heart, inside your soul. sure, it’s scary to let somebody in that close, but you’ll never be happy or healthy in a relationship without letting your loved one in.

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She quickly became my addiction. I stopped exhaling and started inhaling her. And when I did, my brain activated chemical pathways and I began to crave what sits between her thighs. When she kissed me I saw colors. Orange, red, yellow, blue…she is my purple haze. High. One touch made me hallucinate about what could be. My mind received abnormal messages that I previously refused to compute. Love. This message was greatly amplified. She was a different kind of drug. When she entered my lungs instead of coughing, I came. Every limb felt overstimulated; an euphoric overdose.

Hey.

It’s been a very extremely long time, but I’m finally happy. I have a new city, a new love, and a new feeling. I feel complete.

If you want to forget something or someone, never hate it, or never hate him/her. Everything and everyone that you hate is engraved upon your heart; if you want to let go of something, if you want to forget, you cannot hate.
C. JoyBell C. (via hqlines)


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I believe that without the presence and energy of art in our lives, we are capable of engaging in heartless activities without remorse and cruelties with clear consciences. We become base because we think of ourselves only as base. We find no delight in immaterial things, and address ourselves and each other in the cruelest terms, for we believe we are deserving of nothing better.
Maya Angelou
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onlyblackgirl:

noahlagasse:

unbrokensoul:

brohaaaan:

me in the financial aid office

DEAD^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

oh. my. god.  

Me in history class

Me 24/7

whitepeoplestealingculture:

onlyblackgirl:

noahlagasse:

unbrokensoul:

brohaaaan:

me in the financial aid office

DEAD^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

oh. my. god.  

Me in history class

Me 24/7

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Since you’ve always wanted to know, I am going to admit that I never liked…the women who should have loved me but didn’t.
Charles Bukowski
I wish I wrote the way I thought
Obsessively
Incessantly
With maddening hunger
I’d write to the point of suffocation
I’d write myself into nervous breakdowns
Manuscripts spiralling out like tentacles into abysmal nothing
And I’d write about you
a lot more
than I should
Benedict Smith / "I Wish I Wrote The Way I Thought" (via benedictsmith)

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Made in America #philly