smile, you're dying : archive message

And I felt like my heart had been so thoroughly and irreparably broken that there could be no real joy again, that at best there might eventually be a little contentment. Everyone wanted me to get help and rejoin life, pick up the pieces and move on, and I tried to, I wanted to, but I just had to lie in the mud with my arms wrapped around myself, eyes closed, grieving, until I didn’t have to anymore. by Anne Lammot

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justlyrics:

"Get Hurt" by The Gaslight Anthem
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other people // beach house dnt remove my caption
callmedevdasi:

La Piel Que Habito (2011)
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click here to enter into a teenage boys mind
Art exists because life is not enough. by Ferreira Gullar

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