most private thing im willing to admit: im not good at estimating how much pasta is enough for one person 

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I don’t have a ”type”. If I like you, I like you.

And if I like you, you’re pretty special.

Because I hate everyone.

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    getting ready for school in the morning: sits on my bed without a shirt on for 10 minutes thinking about how much I hate school
"She was laughing even as we kissed and kissed again.There is no better taste than this: someone else’s laughter in your mouth."
- Forever by Maggie Stiefvater (via parachute3s)

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Do you ever get into an argument with someone and find yourself unable to speak for a moment because you’re just so blown away by how utterly wrong and ignorant the other person is being and you can’t understand how anyone could actually believe the things they are saying

(Source: neoliberalismkills, via saddurdays)



wearing a blanket around the house like


well not as gracefully but..

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He’s cute but would he take me to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss me in every beautiful place, so that I can never go back to them without tasting him like blood in my mouth. Would he destroy me in the most beautiful way possible. And when he leaves me will I finally understand why storms are named after people

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