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“Make me walk make me talk I’m your dolly”
The human body is art.
guys u can’t trust ANYONE anymore bro i swear🙏 cough cough k, h, e, m!!!!
I think that to truly love someone, you need to allow half of your soul to live in another body. I think that's beautiful.
Your soul knows. It will let you know when it's time to distance yourself from people who no longer align with you mentally, emotionally, physically, or energetically.
“Just remember. None of us have any idea what we’re doing either. No one chooses to exist. You just do. You’re gonna be okay.”
— Halsey
how dare you make it harder for me to hate myself
girls be like “i know a place” and before you know it you’re cuddling in a tree
i love you, whoever you are, even if you may not know who that is
//Whatever dies, was not mixed equally;
If our two loves be one, or, thou and I
Love so alike, that none do slacken, none can die.//
In this world, people only love themselves. Not anyone.
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stop haunting me in the night, putting your hand on my shoulder, quietly telling me to wait for you silently in the dark, when i know in myself already that you won’t come back
Oh my heart.
You left him!!!!!
☹
~ Neil Gaiman
Boy oh boy. How I will hunt for you in every reincarnation across all timelines. One day I will get it right and make you mine.
I will never let you go.
With every breath I try not to not be like that. Yet every path I take seems to take me to this predestined outcome
characters whose philosophy is “if i cannot be wanted, i will be needed and if i cannot be needed, let me be used until there’s nothing left of me.” thank you for everyone’s attention. falls off stage and dies
I would happily leave this world but this is
the only world that has you in it.
Every gentle touch hurts, When you feel unworthy.
I am not jealous. Not at all. I am completely okay and normal right now. I am clearly not gutted with yearning.
you’re sitting across from me in a shitty diner in anywhere, america, and i watch you pour too much creamer in your coffee and i think “i love you.” you look up, catching me staring, and for a moment i think i’m brave enough to say it, but i take too long and the moment passes. i take the balled up straw wraper and flick it at you, pretending that was my plan all along. you laugh. i never want to go another day without hearing that laugh. i think i will have all the time in the world to say it.
You can hurt me all you wish
You can hurt me without care,
Without any comfort to be there
Hurt me past my breaking point,
And I will hold onto the pain
Simply cause it came from you,
Cause it's something of you I can call mine.
Please. I miss her so much. It's making me want to stop being good.
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Love Is a curse.
Hmmm I know the human mind.
I can make any stranger love me
Or at least what they perceive as love
I can become what they love
But i can't make you love me
Can't even make you want me
I know all the tricks but I can't use them on you
How little effort it will take for you to gain My love
How little effort you will have to put
Pisses me off
I can't use any way any method any trick
That's not who I want to be
I just want to love you
And have you love me back
Fully
Fuck my life
I am so obsessed
Got you so ingrained in me
Your taste your smell your feel too
So everytime my lips meet
No doubt they only talk of you.
I want to kiss you so bad. Hard and deep.
So everytime your lips meet
You could still taste me.
You are so far away. And I am so down in the dumps. So unworthy. That admiting that I love you feels like fucking hubris.
I made myself sad again. And it's only seven in the morning.
→ Michael "acting choices" Sheen in Good Omens 2
You might not love me but you need me.
That has to be enough.
But what to do when
I am not even needed?