cruelings:

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0ptions:

I asked my therapist why people try to rescue sick and dying animals when they’re obviously not going to get better. She said that people have a natural disposition to want to fix broken things and I wondered why you didn’t try to fix me.

thefawnprincess:

You were meant to be a miniature bun, nope. 
He’s always giving me evils and getting his fluff everywhere dammit why do you hate me so much.
-citizen-:

Basement // Breathe
my edit
My heart didn’t break into a thousand pieces after he left. Instead, I realized all the things he didn’t do. He didn’t want to hear my stories. He didn’t ask me questions. He didn’t hug me out of the blue to make me feel good. His hugs were always a preamble to something else, and after he was gone, I wondered if he ever knew me at all.
Diane Les Becquets (via fleurlungs)

(Source: wordsthat-speak, via 5000letters)

idolite:

my baby lana
naive-moon:

bodyelectricm:

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