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abigaillyne:


Mars in Cancer heartbroken.

This scene gets me every time.

abigaillyne:

Mars in Cancer heartbroken.

This scene gets me every time.


I wish I could tell you about the first time he told me he loved me, but I’m not sure if I was even listening. For years, I was the only person who couldn’t see that he had a fire in his eyes when he looked at me.
But I could tell you about the first time he told me he didn’t love me anymore and how my bones cracked along with my voice, and the blood in my veins froze.
That’s the thing. That’s always going to be the thing. For months, years, or even decades someone can scream that they love you and you don’t really know if you feel it, but the second that person says they don’t love you anymore, you can feel every ounce of yourself being drained out of your body.

he doesn’t love me anymore (via vodkaawaves)

But I have seen the best of you and the worst of you, and I choose both.

Sarah Kay and Phil Kaye, “An Origin Story”    (via undeadlife)

You can tell how dangerous a person is by the way they hold their anger inside themselves quietly.

(via mined)

You smiled at me and my heart melted. And that was that.

12 word story (via white—elephants)

virgules:


Tim Burton: "He was so desperately in love with Winona, that when they broke up, he wouldn’t admit it was over for the longest time."

virgules:

Tim Burton: "He was so desperately in love with Winona, that when they broke up, he wouldn’t admit it was over for the longest time."


…I’m someone who’s mostly dead inside but still has a little hope for something extraordinary, which, as I said, is the worst breed of human, because it means I know everything is bullshit, but that I secretly hope for the day when it might not be.

Nick Miller (via 0h-tiffanyy)

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