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1. It’s like her body makes forgiveness
the way mine makes blood.
The way it flows from her when she’s injured

2. She says “There is no such thing as destiny
There is nothing you can’t control.”
But she is wrong. She is so, so wrong.

3. I choke on my secrets. I show her my scars.
She says “Memories, are like family,
you can always walk away.” (She hasn’t
seen her father since high school)

4. She’s one of those anarchists
that’s really just hopeful.
Revolutionaries that in their hearts
are still children with tree branch swords.
Deep down, she believes the world is perfectible.


- On Loving An Optimist (via clementinevonradics)

(Source: clementinevonradics)

"You don’t know what it’s like being in love with you.
You know, when you and I were together, every single atom in my body told me that it was the right thing, that we were the perfect fit.
And that kind of love, it can change your whole life."

- Stefan Salvatore (via jesussbabymomma)

(Source: irresponsiblyinlovewithyou)

"For reasons unexplained, every person in the world is born with a large gaping hole in the center of their chest…while not uncomfortable, it is widely considered unsightly, and pretty much everyone tries to fill it with something…some people fill it with religion, others just buy a bunch of stuff, and some even fill it with other folks…I left mine alone, though, because I found out if you run against the wind at just the right angle, it makes a whistling noise."

- Aaron Diaz, The Distinctly Essential Dresden Codak Primer (via passionnedenoir)

(Source: quotes-shape-us)




If I’m extra sarcastic with you it probably means I’m flirting with you or you really annoy me and I can’t handle your shit

Have fun figuring out which

sometimes I don’t even know myself

Twenty One Pilots
Can't Help Falling In Love



im crying

twenty one pilots are so under rated

(Source: sadspirited)

"It’s so fucking twisted, you know. This whole “love” thing. Like really? You fall in love and you literally fall. You crash to the ground and I swear to god all your bones break. You’re fucking shattered but you don’t notice because you’ve got this beautiful boy whispering in your ear and kissing your neck and nothing else matters. But then he leaves and suddenly you feel it. You feel everything. And you’re hysterically crying in your car at 4 in the morning in some empty parking lot because it’s the only place that doesn’t taste like him and you’re trying to hold your bones together but his old t-shirts don’t work as a cast, wrapping them around your chest won’t fix the craters in your ribs. Nothing stops the aching."

- (via extrasad)