Okay, um, I think things are starting to get a little out of control here.

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I feel nothing
or
I feel everything.
I don’t know which is worse.
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I fucking loved you, I did. — Six word story, Jamilex Castillo (via takemeback-)

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If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it?

Kendrick Lamar


This line encapsulates the concept of a good kid in a bad city, and it cuts into one of the most moral questions in human existence: Can good come from evil? The best part about the line, as is true of the best poetry, is that it doesn’t answer the question it asks. For Kendrick’s immediate purposes, he’s the flower and the city is the dark room. The question is: Can you trust him?

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oprahwinfried:

when you fake sick and everyones like “yeah you look really terrible”

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One of the cruelest things you can do to another person is pretend you care about them more than you really do. — Douglas Coupland (via larmoyante)

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gwenstacye:

I won’t make a bucket list because I’m so afraid that I’ll die and then people will find my bucket list and be, like, “Oh, she didn’t get to do that.”

gwenstacye:

I won’t make a bucket list because I’m so afraid that I’ll die and then people will find my bucket list and be, like, “Oh, she didn’t get to do that.”

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