it’s about who you miss at 2 in the afternoon when you’re busy, not 2 in the morning when you’re lonely.
unknown (via canhappenlove)

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picaet:

lac-des-cygnes
i wonder if you ever talk about missing me to anyone.
(via onlinebabe)

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ukrainianbarbiedoll:

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craicalaic:

how do people leak songs
where do they come from
what are you

(via distraction)

You have been building these walls
and you’re running out of air.
You tell yourself
it wasn’t meant to turn out like this
because it wasn’t.
There’s a howling in your chest
that just won’t quiet down
but it’s the only thing that keeps you going.
You have forgotten
what the sun looks like,
that the horizon is never-ending,
how the sky embodies every feeling of blue.
It wasn’t meant to turn out like this.
Tell me, what do you do when
there’s no air left in you?
We were never taught
how to breathe.

A.Y // there’s no air in space (via 2wentysixletters)

(via 2wentysixletters)


The saddest word
in the whole wide world
is the word almost.


He was almost in love.
She was almost good for him.
He almost stopped her.
She almost waited.
He almost lived.
They almost made it.


(via paigemwah)

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