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rasisamess · 11 months
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I am jealous of those who think more deeply, who write better, who draw better, who look better, who live better, who love better than I.
-Sylvia Plath
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rasisamess · 11 months
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It has happened and the fall is endless and there is nothing to grip on apart from those tiny little moments that give you the last of joy. 
“It's taboo to admit that you're lonely. You can make jokes about it, of course. You can tell people that you spend most of your time with Netflix or that you haven't left the house today and you might not even go outside tomorrow. But rarely do you ever tell people about the true depths of your loneliness, about how you feel more and more alienated from your friends each passing day and you're not sure how to fix it. It seems like everyone is just better at living than you are. A part of you knew this was going to happen. Growing up, you just had this feeling that you wouldn't transition well to adult life, that you'd fall right through the cracks. And look at you now, it's happening.”
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rasisamess · 1 year
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Why do you text me first if you don't have any intention of kissing me
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rasisamess · 2 years
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Why do I only have to go through so much shit in life!? *proceeds to sleep for 12 hours straight and procrastinate every fucking thing until its too late*
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rasisamess · 2 years
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babe i really can’t talk right now i’m in the middle of pacing around the house while listening to music
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rasisamess · 2 years
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I'm pretty sure this is just a coincidence and wasn't supposed to actually MEAN anything, but nevertheless it's true and very interesting that Jess was the only one of Rory's boyfriends that she never wore a costume for.
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rasisamess · 2 years
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Let us go to the garden and sit under the trees and watch the moon come up behind the mountains.
The broken wings, Kahlil Gibran
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rasisamess · 2 years
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The feminine urge to do everything and nothing and run away to a far-off castle in England all at the same time
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rasisamess · 2 years
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Not taylor swift releasing an album for people who stay awake past midnight overthinking the weirdest of stuff and crying over fake scenarios
@taylorswift
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rasisamess · 2 years
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Midnights, the stories of 13 sleepless nights scattered throughout my life, will be out October 21. Meet me at midnight.
Pre-order now: https://taylor.lnk.to/taylorswiftmidnights
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rasisamess · 2 years
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Do not want him if he does not feel he is a gentleman whose honour is hanging by a thread because of me
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rasisamess · 2 years
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That knot in your heart and that heavy pit in your stomach which keeps on tightening and weighing you down when you hear them talk about someone else. Have you ever felt that shit?
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rasisamess · 2 years
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“She turned to the sunlight
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbor:
"Winter is dead.” - A.A. Milne
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rasisamess · 2 years
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Nothing hurts me more than my own self. No matter how much i try, i get insecure, no matter how much i tell myself i can do it, i doubt, i expect, i lose faith. And above all, i fear reality
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rasisamess · 2 years
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"I hate you" but pin me down and angrily passionately kiss me and leave me speechless
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rasisamess · 2 years
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"I don't give a fuck" but if you take more than 13 minutes to reply back I'll start hyperventilating probably thinking that you are hurt bout that mean joke i cracked 456 days back
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rasisamess · 2 years
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I find annotating books very beautiful. It's so personal and chaotic, skimming through the words that touched you, making messy notes in the margin, being able to look back at them and being able to feel exactly what you felt the very first time.
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