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september 19// 3:09 am
ur not mine anymore but im urs i’ll always fucking be urs it’s so sick u ripped my chest open n left me laying on the bathroom floor to rot but we both know that if u showed up at my house 6 yrs from now looking for a heart to break I’d give u mine all over again
[delivered]

september 27// 2:07 am
i just wanted to tell u that i miss u
[delivered]

september 27// 4:16 am
i rly fuckin miss u
[delivered]

november 18// 5:14 pm
i kissed someone else today n he didn’t make my mouth bleed the way u always did but i still wished u were the one i was kissing
[delivered]

december 4// 3:38 am
ur such a dick lol
[delivered]

december 4// 3:41 am
im still in love w u
[delivered]

december 16// 8:16 am
omf it’s still hard to sleep without u what the fuck did u do to me u were the kind of boy who tasted like stars and kissed like outer space but u turned my insides black
[delivered]

march 11// 4:02 pm
this boy told me he loved me and i want so badly to get butterflies n to grab him and kiss him bc i think he’s good u know like maybe he won’t break me but every time he says it i just get sick bc i can’t stop thinking about all the times u told me u loved me and probably never meant it
[delivered]

april 17// 5:22 am
u ruined me
[delivered]

april 21// 11:19 pm
i’d still kiss u if i could
[delivered]

may 8// 4:06 am
ur drunk and u just left me a voicemail and i think it was an accident but this is the first time i’ve heard ur voice in months and i can’t stop shaking and i miss u i miss u
[delivered]

june 4// 3:17
ur eyes were like one of those pretty spiderwebs covered in raindrops that look like diamonds and i got trapped in u and u ate me alive what the fuck i just wanted to hold ur hand
[delivered]

june 13// 2:17 pm
my mom just asked what happened to us and i threw up
[delivered]

"

                              —13 texts I shouldn’t have sent (via extrasad)

"Bad books on writing tell you to ‘WRITE WHAT YOU KNOW’, a solemn and totally false adage that is the reason there exist so many mediocre novels about English professors contemplating adultery."

                              —Joe Haldeman (via maxkirin)

mysticsandmalteses:

characterdesigninspiration:

Quite a few people requested some form of trait/personality generator, and here’s the result!  I wanted to keep it vague enough that the options could work for any universe, be it modern, fantasy, scifi, or anything else, so these are really just the basics. Remember that a character is much more than a list of traits, and this should only be used as a starting point– I tried to include a variety of things, but further development is definitely a must.

Could pair well with the gender and sexuality generator.

To Play: Click and drag each gif, or if that isn’t working/you’re on mobile, just take a screenshot of the whole thing (multiple screenshots may be required if you want more than one trait from each category).

This is the coolest thing I’ve seen in a while


the-sad-little-fallen-angel:

icyblueroses:

ryancage:

encyclopedophile:

encyclopedophile:

EVERY REBLOG

EVERY SINGLE REBLOG

WILL GET A THING IN THEIR ASK

EVEREBLOG

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I SWEAR

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TO

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FUCKING

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FISH JESUS

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DO ANY

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OF YOU ACTUALLY 

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REMEMBER

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REBLOGGING THIS?

247 REBLOGS, I HAD TO GO THROUGH. I HIT ASK LIMIT LITERALLY EVERY HOUR. AND MOST OF YOU DON’T EVEN APPRECIATE IT. AUUGH

humor me

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HOW THE FUCK…

Thank you



"I promise to love you:

at 6am when you’re waking to go to work, to school, or whatever road life takes you on, and when you didn’t sleep well, your hair is a mess, and your eyes are sleepy.

at 8am when we say goodbye for the day and you’re rushing out the door with a cup of tea and your car keys in the other hand.

at 5pm when you’re exhausted from the day and people have worn you out and you feel like crying, and falling asleep and escaping from everything. I will kiss your forehead, and wrap myself in your arms.

at 10pm when you’re heading to bed, even though you won’t sleep for hours. Especially when we become a human knot wrapped up in sheets and kisses.

at 3am when loneliness and sadness do not destroy you, but consume you and when you weep without an explanation, I’ll kiss your lips softly and tell you you’re the absolute best and that things will be better soon

I will love you when you grow old, and I will love you after that. I will love you if I’m no longer here. I will love you, I will love you, and I will love you."

                              —I Promise To Love You Forever (via iamcharliesangel)

gildatheplant:

pomme-poire-peche:

useyourwordsasher:

cmtothemc:

theancientcistern:

omegaqueer:

thatlupa:

All it does is show me you have a superiority complex and deep rooted classist tendencies. I’ve been a waitress, a barista and a sales associate, so your talking down to others just tells me at one point you would’ve talked down to me. This guy in the queue tried to buy me a coffee today, after ripping into the guy behind the counter about his skills and his job. Don’t care what people do for a living, if you don’t treat ‘em like (very important) people when you deal with them, we can’t be friends.

"A person who is nice to you but cruel to the waiter isn’t a nice person."

I don’t understand how people don’t get this

It is terrifying. It means if you don’t adhere to their demands or if you make on little mistake, they can turn on you. I don’t deal with people who are nasty to others.

Fucking *this*.

http://notalwaysright.com/tip-of-the-entree-iceberg/27669

(It is a busy Saturday night. During the dinner rush, I have been dealing with a table of two 20-something year old men. The blonde one has found something to complain about every time I’ve walked by while the brown-haired one just blushes and stays quiet. They’ve finished their meal.)

Blonde Man: “Are you new here?”

Me: “No, sir. I’ve been a waitress here for two years and three years at [other restaurant] prior.”

Blonde Man: “Then you have no excuse for how terrible this service was. The salad was wilty, and the entree was way too cold, and you were nowhere to be found. Plus, this place is far too noisy; I could barely hear myself speak! Honestly, I get better service at a fast food place.”

Me: “I’m sorry you feel that way. While there isn’t much I can do about the noise, I did offer to bring you different food before, but you said no.”

Blonde Man: *waves me off* “Just bring me the check, and try not to be so slow about it for once.”

(I go and get the check, but when I return, the brown-haired man stands up and hands me a $20 bill.)

Brown-haired Man: “Here, this is your tip. He wasn’t going to give you one. As a former waiter myself, I thought you were doing a perfectly fine job. My food was great, and the service was fast even though you’re so busy right now.”

(He turns to his blonde companion.)

Brown-haired Man: “People like you made my job so much worse, especially for making us work that much harder for no tip. So thanks for the meal, but you can go ahead and delete my number because there will be no second date. And by the way,potjevleesch is supposed to be served cold, you idiot.”

(With that, he left the restaurant without his date. It made the whole night worth it, to see that blonde man speechless for once.)

Brown-haired Man is my hero.



"I wanna go on a roadtrip someday. Alone or with someone I love. I wanna get away. Explore places. Sleep in the car. Stop a lot just to admire the view. Visit museums and try out coffee shops. Listen to my favorite albums while driving. Have a polaroid camera. Take pretty pictures of the sunrise. Take pictures of myself. Run through a forest. Chase fog. Chase the sun. Spend hours on a field making flower crowns. Feel the wind in my hair. Buy souvenirs. Meet people. Take time to observe. I wanna make memories. I wanna feel alive."

                              —(via lieuu)

clituorice:

when i see a cute boy on the street

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