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strawberrydoe:

kittiesinsweaters:

frustration-squared:

rainbowwolfpup:

lastdeathscytheandfriends:

wolf-and-kitten:

pughz32:

I want them!!!a

UGH FUCK LIKE YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW

I’d probably be allergic to myself though, so dog ears would be nice too. So, like, a husky’s ears or arctic wolf’s ears.

So badly

MRERRROOORRW

YES UGH

SO BAD

strawberrydoe:

kittiesinsweaters:

frustration-squared:

rainbowwolfpup:

lastdeathscytheandfriends:

wolf-and-kitten:

pughz32:

I want them!!!a

UGH FUCK LIKE YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW

I’d probably be allergic to myself though, so dog ears would be nice too. So, like, a husky’s ears or arctic wolf’s ears.

So badly

MRERRROOORRW

YES UGH

SO BAD

… And you drink a little too much and try a little too hard. And you go home to a cold bed and think, ‘that was fine’, and your life is a long line of fine.
Gone Girl (via wtf-lyss)
Isn’t it sad?
Sad that we live
in a world where books
make us feel more alive
than the oxygen we breathe…
(Me) (C.B.M)
kreepypastasz:

Source: Unkown
…Right? Brother?

kreepypastasz:

Source: Unkown

…Right? Brother?

never half-full

michaellottner:

when you let go of me
i had to learn how
to hold myself together

five cups of coffee
every morning
even that wasn’t enough
to fill the space in my bed

i left the sheets crumpled
where you last lay

at 4am when i see the alarm clock
piercing through your side of the bed
indigo glow mocking my loss
maybe you just went to get water

but when the sun rises
you’re still not back
and i’m still
running on empty

picking flowers from graves

i am utterly empty
.

In the beginning, you used to whisper, “it will get better” until I’d fall asleep with the phone burning into my ear. But now, I’m not sure I want it to get better. I don’t want missing you to get easier. I want you here with me, without “goodbye” looming over us. I want to wake up to you, not a dial tone. Our calls always end with “I love you”, but once we hang up, I create my own swear words to hurl at the ocean separating us because I cannot replace your touch with the sound of your voice. In my dreams, I’m packing my suitcase and running to you. Come visit soon. This bed doesn’t feel like home without you to share it.
Long-Distance Love Letter | Lora Mathis  (via lora-mathis)
let me in.
let me wander the depths of you
without direction,
its okay,
i want to
get lost in you.
'talk' by Della Hick-Wilson (via dellahickswilson)

If you want the truth,
I am completely
terrified you will just walk
out of my life,
because the doors
I opened for you
are also an exit.

I know I am
disconnected while
speaking on the phone.
it’s just that I feel heavy,
like the ocean, and
sometimes I want to swim
even though I know I can’t;
But I’d sure like to try.

And I know no matter
how many times the tide
drifts away, it will always
come back to kiss the shore;
but I am afraid, I am not
the tide, and you are not
the shore.

—AKR

I’m scared to talk about it, by Amanda Katherine Ricketson (via -poetic)

 ”..All i want is to kiss him and run my hands through his hair.”

 ”..All i want is to kiss him and run my hands through his hair.”