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thawrah:

i think the weirdest thing is having left over information about someone. like i still know someone’s favorite girl name. or their favorite season. or someone’s address. i remember someone’s favorite ice cream flavors. and someone’s favorite childhood book. and the mental disorder their uncle has. i remember the ages and birthdays of their siblings. i remember the song they said they’d sing to their spouse. where do i put this down? where do i learn to forget?

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memecucker:

new favorite conspiracy theory is that the lottery only exists to capture time travelers

(via mocalmangeal)

booksandpusssy:

I wait in calm silence

Not because I’m patient but because I can just feel

That the universe brought us together for a reason

And she wouldn’t let you just leave that easy

Every star in the sky conspiring to bring us together

So god damn cosmic and perfect

Yes the moon tells me secrets

About how your heart is tied to mine

I rest easy waiting for you baby

Our souls map out a constellation I just know

Nothing could break this string of fate

So yes

I wait

frommyfavoritebooks:

If you miss me, you should call me
If you care, you need to show me
If you want me, you have to fight for me
and if you love me, you must tell me

- All The Words I Should Have Said, Naim Rania

tearsoakedarmor:

I hate that it’s not me.

destinyhunterwolf:

When you left sleeping became an addition, eating became a job, replying became a chore, missing you felt endless and forgetting you hasn’t happened yet.

Originally posted by 0nly-an-illusi0n

im-a-chicken-nugget:

Every night I almost called you just to say it always will be you, wherever you are

euphorictruths:

kjtstoryquotes:

“I still wake up, caressing the covers in the hopes that if I just search the bed enough, I’ll find you back by my side.”

— K.J Tierney