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"I don’t want just words. If that’s all you have for me, you’d better go."

F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned  (via a-riled-writer)

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Explosions in the Sky - First Breath After Coma

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It’s been a while now and I still miss the way she said my name.
I didn’t know my bones could ache forever for so long.
They say there’s beauty in sadness but I don’t think so (at least not like this). When it’s 3am and alcohol is the only thing that helps me sleep.
They didn’t warn me that heartache doesn’t always have someone to blame. Sometimes it’s no one’s fault (it’s probably all mine).
I found her sweater the other day and it still smells like her and that Spring we spent telling each other we’d be forever.
I didn’t really think about how forever could end.
She used to call me beautiful and look at me with eyes that meant it. Now I just don’t know how I’m supposed to hear that word from anyone else.
I’m somewhere caught between moving on and holding on and not knowing which one I can handle the most.
I feel messy and uneasy and I don’t understand how one person with pretty eyes can destroy an empire inside me just by walking away.
Her lips tasted like air after rain and these days all I do is think about the way they felt between my thighs. 
My pillow isn’t her and the song on the radio isn’t ours. I sit next to a girl in class but we can’t talk for hours.
Where do I go when a lover and a friend becomes a memory and a dead end?
I saw her by the escalators last week, I smiled at her and she looked the other way. I felt my heart splinter all over again.
Sometimes I write her letters thinking maybe she’ll write back.

She never does. 

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"No relationship is perfect, ever. There are always some ways you have to bend, to compromise, to give something up in order to gain something greater…The love we have for each other is bigger than these small differences. And that’s the key. It’s like a big pie chart, and the love in a relationship has to be the biggest piece. Love can make up for a lot."

Sarah DessenThis Lullaby (via feellng)

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"I think it’s important to tell the person you love that you’ll love them even when the sex gets boring. Even when their hair goes grey and starts to thin out on top. Even when their style changes and they only listen to slow music and the movies they like all follow the same plotline. Even when they don’t change their underwear for three days straight. I think it’s important to tell the person you love that none of those things really matter because, although you loved the sex, their hair, their style, their music taste, the types of movies they liked - you have got to find new reasons to love them every day. That’s what love is. You don’t drag it behind you when it’s dead because it should already be running at least a hundred feet ahead of you."

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