may your ass get fatter and your heart get wiser in 2017
May your wallet get thicker and soul become heavy in 2017
may your skin get clearer and your love reciprocated in 2017
Reblog for this to come true
“If you said you missed me,” she says, “and I told you I missed you too, do you think we could do it over?”
“We could relearn each other’s names and I could tell you about my childhood. You could get bored of my stories all over again and I could get mad like I always used to.”
“And I’m not saying we’d work.” She murmurs, “I know that we probably won’t.”
“But logic doesn’t mean I don’t miss you,” she says. “And right now I don’t give a damn about what logic has to say. Just tell me you miss me and I swear I’ll come running. Tell me you miss me and we can fall all over again.”
Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.
"there are libraries in every person that you will never read."
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I’m sorry - not my usual stuff - but this is incredibly important. Please share around. It could save someone’s life.
I DON’T CARE IF THIS DOESN’T SUIT YOUR BLOG TYPE IF YOU DON’T REBLOG THIS I’M JUDGING YOU
Stay safe, my friends.
I will always reblog this.
This is incredible.
