but all you really want is to be found.
— (via harruka)
(Source: mystandards, via firstday-ofmylife)
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You sometimes think you want to disappear,
but all you really want is to be found.
but all you really want is to be found.
You’re a boomerang you will see, you will return to me.
— Bright Eyes - You Will. You? Will You? Will You? Will (via buffalopineapple)
(via 87daysbefore)
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why is slut even an insult i mean i’m getting laid and you’re not so
(via matisseperkins)
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I wrote a poem about it, and then threw it away, because that’s the last thing I need right now: More words dedicated to people who will never dedicate a single thing to me.
— Thought Catalog (via collect-n-win-consciousness)
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Nothing holds me. Let me say that I myself have torn myself to shreds.
— Franz Kafka, from The Blue Octavo Notebooks (1917-1919)
(Source: violentwavesofemotion, via yunzi)
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