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Ann, Legal, SoCal

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sometimes I kiss people I shouldn’t kiss and let them unbutton my jeans sometimes I leave English class without asking and walk in angular circles until I can hear the blood rushing under my skin sometimes I run until I can’t breathe sometimes I sit in the rain sometimes I sleep for six hours in the middle of the day

sometimes I drive too fast and listen to my music so loud that it hurts sometimes I drink until everything goes black and I don’t remember talking about you all night (even though I do)

sometimes I cry about books and about people who died hundreds of years ago sometimes I don’t cry even though I want to more than anything sometimes I ignore the people I love sometimes I hold myself to keep everything in because you are not here to do it

sometimes I think I’m alive sometimes I think I probably never will be

- L.C. (via porn4smartgirls)

(via aloeveras)

1 week ago
Note to self: every time you were convinced you couldn’t go on, you did.
- (107/365) by (DS)

(via katstachio)

3 weeks ago
When my absence doesn’t alter your life, then my presence has no meaning in it
- Uknown (x)

(Source: cudah, via katstachio)

3 weeks ago
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