Over~
Is it sad that I can feel
you getting tired of me?
Or is it sadder that I’m use
to it because everyone does
eventually?
Tired. (via jennayliu)
Listen, are you breathing just a little, and calling it a life?
Mary Oliver (via arpeggia)

kuopyo:

nillili     lalala

                           nilliliya

                                                   nillilimambo       

                         

kuopyo:

nillili     lalala

                           nilliliya

                                                   nillilimambo       

                         

I want to wake up being in love with you and go to bed making love to you everyday.
I just feel like you can never really stop liking someone. Your love for them is just hidden deep beneath your heart, and when your heart finally opens up, someone else will fill it up for you.
you’ve made yourself sick because you promised yourself last time would be the last time, and once again you’ve let yourself down
For the people who self harm, you can probably relate (via nicolafuentes)
It’s enough for me to be sure that you and I exist at this moment.
Gabriel Garcia Marquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude (via camilla-macauley)


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