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whys king kong………..so fucking large

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a boid

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When she is sad: Ask her to dance. Take her hands and pull her up off the ground. She is fluid like water, like the wind and rain. Watch her twirl, round and round, as though she were a tornado. Sing her a song. She will rest her head on your chest and laugh. ‘You can’t even sing’ she will say, but do not stop. Do not stop until she is begging for your silence with her lips on yours in muffled gasps. Tell her a story: that time when you were five and fell into a pond and almost drowned. Tell her you are so glad a passerby dived in and saved your life because otherwise you would never have met her. Sit in silence and trace the veins in her neck with your tongue until she sighs and whispers ‘you are keeping me alive.’ Say that she is doing just fine on her own but hold her a little closer and tighter anyway; she needs it. “It’s okay. It’s okay to be sad.” Sometimes these are the only words you need. Pepper her tear stained cheeks with kisses and say “ it’s okay. I’ll be here. I’ll always be here.”

S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #46 (via blossomfully)

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it’s not like I’m your first love he says

yes she whispers but there comes a point where I’ve given my love and myself to so many people that there simply cannot be any me left over

how does that apply here? he asks

I gave you my last piece.

(T. // giving it all away)

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Either way, I lose. If I keep loving him, it gets more painful. If I stop loving him, well, my heart will tear in two.

T. // excerpt from a letter I’ll never send #33 (via logicaldreamer)

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my lifelong challenge is to love myself much more than you ever did

(T. // a haiku #9)

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When she holds you close and you nestle her head under your chin, I hope you think of me. When the moment stills and you tilt your head to the right, your eyelids sweetly fluttering closed, and when you kiss her gently, I hope you think of me. When you kiss her so deeply so as to swallow her sorrows with your lips and your tongue, I hope you think of me. When she lies on your chest and counts the way your heartbeats rise and fall with your excitement, I hope you think of me. When you tug her hand and pull her into your embrace, I hope you think of me. When you scream and argue until she cries, I hope you think of me. When you cannot bear the distance and the letters and the goodnight texts and the phone calls and the Skype sessions, I hope you think of me. When you mail back the box of her things left at your place, I hope you think of me. And when you finally sit alone at night, desperate to be loved, I hope you think of me. When you realize what you have done, I hope you think of me.

T. // excerpt from a book I’ll never write (via logicaldreamer)

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how could you dip your fingers inside me pulling out blood and call it love

(T. // it still hurts)

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I may have been your first but you took away my chance at having a last

(T. // lost innocence)

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You preyed on my brokenness and told me it would fix me.

T. // excerpt from a letter I’ll never send #35 (via logicaldreamer)

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whiplash blood dark red teeth clinking forced kissing hurt stop no movie couch crash snogging smash push breathe suffocate stuffy scratchy pain shame no end

(T. // when I think of you)

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People are often unreasonable, irrational, and self-centered.  Forgive them anyway. If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives.  Be kind anyway. If you are successful, you will win some unfaithful friends and some genuine enemies.  Succeed anyway. If you are honest and sincere people may deceive you.  Be honest and sincere anyway. What you spend years creating, others could destroy overnight.  Create anyway. If you find serenity and happiness, some may be jealous.  Be happy anyway. The good you do today, will often be forgotten.  Do good anyway. Give the best you have, and it will never be enough.  Give your best anyway. In the final analysis, it is between you and God.  It was never between you and them anyway.

St. Teresa of Calcutta  (via rosecorcoranwrites)

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there is nothing quite like your first love they say

but I was incredulous unbelieving that is until I met you

with your blue eyes and glorious laugh and smirky grin

liking you was thrilling a middle school crush on steroids

but loving loving you was electric a life-changing love

being with you was the happiest moment of my life

even though it was all for naught

I still get jittery when I think of you

(T. // first love)

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some days she lies in bed fully clothed and remembers how he held her body captive sucking out her happiness with each kiss

(T. // flashback)

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 when will I look in the mirror and be able to see myself without his fingerprints?

(T. // bandaids)