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♡〜月影子猫〜♡
  • me: i am actually so happy with my life right now for once
  • next day: *everything fucks up*
  • I don’t think people love me. They love versions of me I have spun for them, versions of me they have construed in their minds. The easy versions of me, the easy parts of me to love.
    ― (via fawun)

    castrates:

     

    あなたは、常に持っていた
    You always had

    本当に可愛い目
    Really pretty eyes


    そして、私は利己的なガキだった
    And I was a selfish brat


    私はあなたが私に属していると思った
    I wanted you to belong to me.

    i forgot about this song

    baby-snacks:

    when people post pictures of exposed girls with bruises everywhere or a dude’s hand wrapped around a girl’s neck do they not realize that they are literally condoning violence against women??? it’s not edgy and it’s not cool this is rape culture at work

    Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast and brewing coffee and listening to music that for some reason is really getting to your heart. You’re just standing there thinking about going to work and picking up your dry cleaning. And also more exciting things like books you’re reading and trips you plan on taking and relationships that are springing into existence. Or fading from your memory, which is far less exciting. And suddenly you just don’t feel at home in your skin or in your house and you just want home but “Mom’s” probably wouldn’t feel like home anymore either. There used to be the comfort of a number in your phone and ears that listened everyday and arms that were never for anyone else, but just to calm you down when you started feeling trapped in a five-minute period where nostalgia is too much and thoughts of this person you are feel foreign. When you realize that you’ll never be this young again but this is the first time you’ve ever been this old. When you can’t remember how you got from sixteen to here and all the same feel like sixteen is just as much of a stranger to you now. The song is over. The coffee’s done. You’re going to breathe in and out. You’re going to be fine in about five minutes.

    The Winter of the Air  (via fuckinq)

    this seriously fucked me up right now

    (via fight-0ff-yourdem0ns)