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When it is but it aint


Some of us love badly. Sometimes the love is the type of love that implodes. Folds in on itself. Eats its insides. Turns wine to poison. Behaves poorly in restaurants. Drinks. Kisses other people. Comes back to your bed at 4am smelling like everything outside. Asks about your ex. Is jealous of your ex. Thinks everyone a rival. Some of us love others badly, love ourselves worse. Some of us love horrid, love beastly. Love sick love anti light. Sometimes the love can’t go home at night, can’t sleep with itself cannot contain itself, catches fire, destroys the belly, strips buildings, goes missing. Punches. Smashes heirlooms. Tells lies. The best lies. Fucks around. Writes poems, impresses people. Chases lovers into corners. Leaves them longing. Sea sick. Says yes. Means anything but. Tricks the body. Kills the body. Dances wild and walks away, smiling.

(via thiswillnotlast)

(Source: yrsadaleyward, via nayyirahwaheed)

gamsee:

today this white girl asked me why my hair is so curly and i said im black and she told me to say african american

(via fruitcrocs)

superb1a:

When you bullshit an essay and manage to get a good grade.image

(via greetings)

  • Ollivander:Oh you need a wand? Try this one.
  • *shit explodes*
  • Ollivander:Shit
  • Ollivander:I don't fuckin know
  • Ollivander:Here try this it kinda killed your parents
  • Ollivander:Perf

soofyawn:

god who fucking cares. who fucking cares. who fucking cares. everyone stop being offended and mad over the smallest shit ever. ask urself who the fuck fucking cares

(via leviathans-in-the-tardis)

dutchster:

"big boobs don’t count if you’re fat"

neither does a big dick if half of it is your personality

(via greetings)

yogaboi:

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