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Shirley Wo. 18. sdsu. 08/23/94
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literally nothing feels better than being loved by someone who hates everyone
We waste so many days waiting for weekends. So many nights wanting morning. Our lust for future comfort is the biggest thief of life.
— (via liberatingreality)
I no longer need you to fuck me as hard Make love to me that the moon did not have to be full for us to love it.
as I hate myself.
like you know I am better than the worst thing I ever did.
Go slow.
I’m new to this
but I have seen nearly every city from a rooftop without jumping.
I have realized
We are not tragedies
stranded here beneath it.
— We Were Emergencies/Buddy Wakefield (via novaked)
